Page 141 of Fakers with Benefits

He rocked his hips and gave me a few shallow thrusts, then stopped.

“Ev,” I whined.

“I know, darling.” He kissed the tip of my nose. “Do you trust me?”

I nodded, even as my heart fluttered from the endearment.

“Just a little bit longer.”

“Does it feel good?” I asked, trying distract myself from the way my walls kept instinctively squeezing around him.

“So good.” He shifted again, pushing deeper but not pulling out. “One of these days I’m going to have you sit on my cock and hold me inside you.”

“I mean, I’m pretty much doing that right now.”

“Mmm. Yes, you are. But next time we’ll stay like this until we’re both desperate with need. Until we can’t take it anymore and we come.”

“That sounds really hot. We should do that now.”

He laughed. “I would, but after watching you dance, I don’t think I can hold out long enough for that to happen tonight.”

“Boo.” I rocked over him. “Guess you’ll just have to fuck my brains out.”

“Patience.” He stopped me by gripping my hips tighter.

“Don’t wanna be patient. Wanna come all over you and mess up your fancy suit. I thought about that while I was in the shower. About how hot it would be if you walked around all day with my cum on you, hidden under your jacket, like a secret that’s just for us.”

He groaned and tensed under me.

I clenched around him.

“Like my new garter. I love the idea that no one but us will know I’m wearing your brand. So hot.” I clenched it again, desperate for more pressure on my overly sensitive prostate.

“Brat.”

“What?” I asked coyly.

“You’re trying to make me lose control.”

“Maybe. Is it working?” Now I clenched as hard as I could, holding it until the pressure was too much and my body let go.

“Fuck,” he grunted and shifted his hands so he was cupping my ass. He circled his hips, slow and shallow, but that somehow made it even better, more intense than when he took me hard and fast.

“Yes,” I closed my eyes with a sigh.

“Look at me. There you go. Let me see you. Let me see it all.”

I gulped.Don’t let him see what I’m feeling. Please don’t let him see how much I love him.

The realization that I’d fallen in love with Evan hit out of nowhere, stealing my breath and nearly my consciousness as my brain short-circuited.

“Breathe, Nicky.” Evan moved me faster over him. “I’ve got you.”

I nodded, gasping in gulping breaths as the emotional onslaught and building pleasure battled it out inside me.

“Do you want to come?” he asked in a broken, rumbly voice.

“Yeah. Need to.”

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