Page 75 of Plays Well With Others

His smile is filthy. Full of pride too. “Give me that first. Give it to me now.”

He smacks my ass hard, urging me closer to his mouth. For a second, Ithinkabout what I’m doing, and it’s a little absurd—humping a man’s face with my pussy.

But an order is an order.

I straddle him, and he yanks me down. I reach for the headboard, needing something to hold onto. As I rock against him, I look behind me, my gaze traveling the length of his hard body to his cock.

Thick, hungry, and leaking at the tip.

I ache, and I chase that ache on his face. Taking a page from his playbook, I don’t hold back either. I use him—his mouth and his scruff and his lips until I’m tossing my head back and shouting his name. My world turns black and beautiful as I detonate, sinking into a land of chaotic, erotic bliss.

One I’d like to spend a lot more time in with him.

Somehow, the night gets even better when he grips my hips and gently moves me off him. With a dark intensity in his eyes, he drags me under him, staring hotly down at me as he straddles my belly. He strokes his hungry cock. “Let me fuck your tits.”

There is only one answer. “Yes.”

He looks like I just gave him the keys to the kingdom as he moves over me, straddling my chest, then sliding that big dick between my boobs as I push them together, creating a warm tunnel for his greedy cock.

“Ever since that day, I’ve wanted to play with them, touch them.Fuck them. Love your tits. Just fucking love them.”

I don’t know why, but I wasn’t expectingthatconfession. I didn’t think the sight of half-naked me had done it for him. I love being wrong so much that I whisper, “Fuck me hard.”

“Yeah?” It’s a rough scrape of a question.

“Do it. Use me.”

“Oh, fuck, baby,” he says. Then he pumps faster, one hand on the headboard, the other in my hair. As I squeeze my breasts closer together, giving him more friction as he goes, I gaze up at him and he’s different…

In bed, he’s Carter unleashed. He’s raw and savage, and it’s such a thrill to experience this side of him.

I stick out my tongue, as an offering. His whole body shakes. He stops thrusting and he rubs his cock against my lips. “Lick the tip, baby,” he says, urging my mouth open more. “Tease me with your tongue.”

His desperation is an aphrodisiac and I can feel myself gushing again, even though I just came. I swirl my tongue around the head, then say, “Next time, I want to learn how to suck your dick. I want you to teach me how to take it all the way. Will you? Can you?”

He shudders, his eyes squeezing shut. “Fuck yes,” he mutters, and when he opens them he slides down me and drops his mouth to mine, lavishing a hungry kiss there. “Ihaveto fuck you now.”

Have to. Hehas to.

“Yes. You do,” I say.

He grabs a condom from the nightstand, puts me on all fours, and lines up behind me.

If he’s Carter unleashed, I think I’m Rachel unleashed. Because I’m saying things I’ve never said. Things I’m discovering I love saying. Like…“Fuck me.”

“I’ll fuck you so good,” he says as he sinks into me.

I repeat it again and again as he thrusts. Like I’m addicted to saying it.

He seems addicted to hearing it.

He fucks me good and hard, and he slides a hand between my thighs, working me over till I’m this close to spinning out again. When I’m gasping, he bites my shoulder, sucking on my flesh and muttering against me a word that I want to tattoo into my dirty heart. “Mine.”

I cry out, a loud, animalistic sound as I shatter while all our noises fill the room. Grunts, slaps, then a final roar as he comes inside me.

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A few minutes later, I’m boneless, floating on an orgasm cloud on his bed. I turn to the sweaty man by my side, who’s breathing hard too. I run a finger down his biceps. “I had no idea what you were like in bed,” I say, speaking out loud something that was only in my head before.

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