Page 33 of Protecting What's Mine
I grip her hair in my hands, holding it back as I claim her lips. “I need to be deep inside you, Tory.”
“Yes, please,” she begs, and rocks against me once more. She leans back, her eyes glancing at my cock between us. “I want to touch it first.”
I lean back a little, completely turned on at the idea of her hands on me. “You can touch it anytime you want.”
She wraps her hand around it, slowly stroking it as she does. I roll my eyes into the back of my head as my mouth falls open.
Fuck.I wasn’t expecting her touch to be so damn soft.
“Like this?” She keeps stroking it, her pinky circling the underside of the tip on every pass.
It’s so fucking good.
“Yeah, just like that. You handle my cock so good.”
She flicks her gaze to meet mine. “I like when you talk like that.”
“Yeah?”
She licks her suckable lips, and I imagine her working my cock between them. “Yeah.” Her cheeks tinge pink, and I dig my fingers into the flesh of her ass.
“I’ve got plenty of dirty things to say to you when you’ve got my cock in your hand, and you’re working it as good as you are.”
“You like it?”
I nearly growl at her question. “Oh yeah, I love having your fingers wrapped around my dick.”
She keeps stroking me, her focus adamant on getting me to come. But little does she know I won’t be coming this way, oh fuck no. I want to be deep inside her when I come.
“Are you on the pill?” I ask her.
She blinks. “No, I’m not.”
Fuck.“I didn’t bring any condoms.” I wish I had, but then again, why would I? I’ve never been this careless on a job before. But the thought of not coming inside her has me ready to burst at the seams.
“Oh,” she whispers. “We could always go and buy some.”
I lean in, capturing her lips with mine and kiss her. She makes my chest warm, a feeling I’ve never experienced before. When I break the kiss, I say, “I need to fuck you now. I can’t waste time going to the store.”
This makes her laugh. “We have all night.”
I dig my fingers deeper into the flesh of her ass. “And I plan on keeping you busy all damn night, Tory.” I reposition her body so I’m sliding inside her.
She rides me like a good girl, and I bring her closer, closing my mouth of one of her breasts. I suck on her nipple, as she grinds against me.
She feels too good.
I could get used to this.
I keep fucking her, letting her ride me at the pace she sets. A little slower, but seriously, so fucking good.
“Oh, Ranger,” she whispers against my ear, and I move one hand up her body, tracing her spine, and ending in her long, blonde hair. I tilt her head back, trailing kisses up the column of her throat. “Talk dirty to me.”
“Yeah?” I nip at her soft skin. “You like it when I talk dirty?”
“Yes, oh, please.” The water of the hot tub splashes with each upward thrust I make.
“You handle my cock so well. Like such a good girl. This pussy was made for me.” And hell, I believe it was. I’ve never been handled this well in my life, and the fact I’m the first man to ever enter her turns me on too much.