Page 31 of Craving the Player

My mouth waters at the sight of her naked body. My cock hardens in my jeans, feeling near painful with how tight they have become since becoming so heavy and wet from the rain. Her breasts spill from the top of her cream-coloured laced bra, needing to be let out and held firmly in my eager palms. Iswallow the space between us and reach behind her, unclasping and throwing her bra away. Without preamble Igrab her hips and pull her to stand in front of me as Isit on the edge of her bed. Leaning forward, Icatch her nipple in my mouth, sucking and biting at the rosy bud.

“Yes,” she sighs in approval, attempting to close her eyes and fall into the moment. But Ireach up and collar her throat before she has the chance, refusing to let her look away from me. Her eyes widen with both shock and ahot flash of need that makes my grip on her tighten.

“Eyes on me.” It’san order, not arequest, and it doesn’ttake long for her to understand, nodding once. “Good girl.”

Iwant to watch her writhe from the feel of my tongue lashing at her nipples as they ache with need and her skin burns from the rough brush of my stubbled jaw. Every primal instinct is begging me to take us both to the floor and slide inside of her. I’mdesperate to feel her hot pussy gripping my shaft like its very own lifeline, but Iwon’t. Iwant to take my time with her. She needs to remember exactly what it feels like to have me buried balls deep inside of her in case she ever thinks of letting anybody else between these smooth thighs.

Sierra bucks her hips and her fingers find purchase in my hair, tugging on it hard enough that my scalp aches. Idrag my open mouth to her other breast before repeating my actions on that nipple, tasting, sucking and biting down on it, soaking in each whimper that slips from her lips.

Irelease her throat and my hands begin to shape her body, stopping briefly on her ass as Ibegin to knead it in my palms, my eyes daring to roll back with each fistful of her soft flesh. My touch drags to her front, teasing the inside of her thighs with my short fingernails.

She whispers my name and Igroan, pulling away from her chest to decorate her smooth skin with anxious, greedy, open-mouthed kisses. My tongue dances just above the band of her underwear, still holding her glazed stare before Irip the thong down her thighs and yank her forward until she straddles my left thigh. She gasps, surprised by the move but recovers quickly when Igrip her hips and drag her towards me, making her clit rub against my leg and her juices soaking my drying jeans. Her hands rest on my shoulders as she steadies herself before dragging her bare pussy towards my knee and back again, beginning to ride my leg, using me to get herself off.

Ikeep my hands steady but relaxed on her waist, letting her be in complete control. My cock presses against my zipper, hard to the point of utter discomfort, but Idon’tmake any moves to get myself off. Watching Sierra fall apart on my leg is too fucking sexy to interrupt. “That’sright, baby,” Ipraise, watching her teeth sink into her bottom lip, wishing that it was me feasting on her mouth. “Make that pussy come. Soak my leg before Ifuck you.”

Her chin tilts and Ican’tfind it in me to force her to keep her eyes open when they flutter shut again, her movements becoming more ragged, less controlled. The pressure on my shoulders increases when she uses me for balance, too focused on getting herself to the edge of that cliff to stay upright. Ican see her getting close before Ibury my face in her neck, nipping at the skin below her ear, slashing it with my tongue. The peaks of her chest brush against me when she arches her back and whimpers, “Please. Ineed you to touch me.”

“Where?” Isay the words against her neck and she shudders, leaning into me further. Pulling back enough that Ican pinch her nipple between my fingertips, Ipull it roughly and she moans her approval. “Is that enough? Or do you want both?” Ipinch her other rock hard bud and pull just as hard before twisting them both in between two fingers.

She doesn’treply, only increases her movements until her breath hitches and her spine straightens, forcing her to lean away from me. “Fuck, Braden. Yes, yes. I’mcoming.” The words come out gargled and in broken pieces. Her hands slip from my shoulders and Imove to catch her before she falls to the floor. Ican'thelp but attack her neck again, leaving no skin unsucked as she rides out her orgasm on my thigh.

When her body goes slack against me, chest rising and falling rapidly as she attempts to gather her bearings, Igrin wickedly. Moving my hand between her thighs, Idrag afinger along her drenched slit and groan. With her cum coating my fingers, Islip them in my mouth and suck them clean while she watches with heavy, lidded eyes.

“You taste better every time Itaste you.”

There’san insatiable fire in her eyes as she watches me, digesting my words. Knowing she’sso turned on by the simple act, even after coming so hard just minutes earlier, has my hard shaft twitching in my pants, pleading to spring free of its tight confinement. Ipull my fingers from my mouth and wind them in the hairs at the base of her neck, tilting her head and kissing her, letting her taste herself on my lips. Flicking my tongue at her mouth, she parts her lips for me, letting our tongues glide alongside one another, tasting and sipping and memorizing. Without breaking away, Igrab her by the waist and stand, hoisting her up. She tightens her legs around me as Ispin around and lay her on the center of the bed, crawling on top of her.

Ipin her in place with my hips, grinding my cock against her hot pussy and growling, “Ineed you so bad, Sierra. Ifucking ache to be inside of you.”

She bites down on her bottom lip and her eyes flutter shut. Before Ican do it myself, she spreads her legs and pulls me closer, whimpering when my zipper brushes her hard clit.

Iback off the bed long enough to shove off my jeans and briefs. My cock is hard and heavy between my legs as Imove above Sierra, nearly losing it from just the heat radiating between her legs when Ipress against her. Islip afinger between her folds and rub aknuckle across her sensitive nerves before rolling it between my fingers. Sierra arches her back, pressing hard against me.

My heart thumps hard and fast against my chest and Iwouldn’tbe surprised if she could feel it. Ihaven’tbeen this turned on in my entire life. The need to touch and hear her makes my blood pound in my ears to anear deafening point. Idesperately want it to stop, to let me relax and go back to the way it used to be, when sex was asimple means to an end. It couldn’tfeel farther from that now.

When we’re together Ifuck for her, not me. Iwant to fuck her to the point that my name will be the only one that ever leaves her lips again. Not because she’ll miss me, but because she won’tbe able to think about another cock stretching her hot cunt the way mine has.

Every time she’skissed, Iwant her to think about how right my dick feels in her mouth and down her throat.

When astranger brushes ahair out of her face Iwant her to remember the burn of me wrapping it around my fist and yanking her close while devouring her throat like astarved animal.

The thoughts won’tleave my head. Won’tgive me any reprieve. They just keep knocking around in my skull, torturing me until Igive them what they want. But Iwon’tgive them what they want. Iknow Iwon’t. Sierra is not mine. Iseem to have forgotten that she is just afuck buddy and can be replaced without asecond thought.

As if needing to prove apoint to myself, Igrip my shaft and thrust completely inside of her, keeping my eyes locked on her tits as they jolt from the sudden movement. She gasps, hands searching my body for something to grab and steady herself with but Idon’twait. Ipull out almost completely before plunging back in.

Again and again.

She feels hot, tight, and like something Icould become addicted to if Ilet myself fall down that hole. My thrusts are savage, unrelenting. There’snothing personal about the way Ifuck her. Like she’snothing more than awilling body. The nostalgia of it washes over me and has my molars grinding.

“Braden!” she cries when my thumb slides across her clit. She fists my hair in an attempt to grab my attention but Irefuse to give it to her.

Don’tlook at her. Fuck her like astranger.

She claws at me harder, more impatiently with every slap of skin. So Igrab her thigh to move it around my hip and slide even further inside that tight vice, hitting the spot that has her seeing stars in hopes that the increase of pleasure will distract her. It doesn’t. Fuck me it only makes my resolve flounder.

Her pussy quivers around me and Iknow she’sabout to come. The pressure at the base of my spine says that Iwon'tbe far behind her. Throwing her other leg over my hip, Ifuck her harder. My balls slap her ass and sweat beads between my brows and on my chest.

“Ineed you to come for me, Sierra. Ineed you to coat this cock in your cum,” Igroan through clenched teeth, fighting to keep from taking her mouth and stealing her moans as they barrel into me.

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