Flirting with Forever: A Hot Romantic Comedy(49)

I took one in my hand, kneading her gently, and licked her hard peak. She shuddered and gasped in a breath.

“Dex, you’re driving me crazy.”

I licked her again. “Good.”

Her hips moved but I wasn’t going to let her rush me. I nuzzled and licked and sucked, working her into a frenzy. She’d teased me with these damn tits, I was going to make her pay for it.

Finally, I moved off her so I could take off her panties. I knelt in front of her, taking her all in. Her eyes were heavy, her full lips parted. Her tits glistened from my mouth. She had incredible curves, moving from her waist to her luscious hips.

She was incredible.

“You’re really fucking beautiful.”

Her mouth turned up in a smile. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

I took off my jeans and underwear, letting them drop to the floor while she watched, her eyes hungry. My cock jutted out, swollen and ready.

Pushing her legs open, I settled on top of her. The skin contact was electric, all my nerve endings firing. Without thrusting in—yet—I leaned down to kiss her. Our tongues slid against each other and she moved her hips enough to tease the tip of my cock with her wetness. I groaned in answer, letting her tease me.

It was fun to let her think she was in charge.

Without warning, I reared back and flipped her over. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and looked back at me, a mix of surprise and desire on her face. I grabbed her hips, lifted her ass higher, and thrust myself into her.

She cried out as I pounded into her, suddenly relentless. I drove my hips hard, my grip on her tight. I was going to fuck her until she couldn’t breathe.

I reached out and grabbed a handful of her thick hair. She arched harder, moaning with every hard thrust. I had her right where I wanted her, in my control, her body surrendering to me.

“You want more?” I asked though clenched teeth.

“Yes. Harder.”

I kept going, pounding her like an animal. Her taut flesh rippled and her tits bounced. Looking down, I watched my cock slide in and out and out of her hot pussy.

This was not a bad view.

But I wanted those tits again.

I pulled out, leaving her gasping for air, and rolled to my back. Manhandling her, I dragged her on top of me and thrust up inside her.

For a moment, her head dropped and she held herself over me, her hair trailing across my chest. When she looked up, her eyes were wild and her cheeks flushed. Her lips curled in a wicked smile and she rolled her hips, dragging my cock through her wetness.

But if she thought this meant she was in charge, she was wrong.

I grabbed her hips. “Sit up.”

She obeyed.

“Good girl.” I used my hands to move her, guiding her to ride my cock. “Now grab your tits.”

Her eyebrow lifted. “You think you can tell me what to do?”

“You fucking bet I do.” I thrust into her, harder this time.

She moaned and tilted her head back. “Damn it, Dex. How do you do that?”

I kept driving into her, gripping her hips so I could rub her clit against me. “I’m just that good.”

Her hands slid up her waist and over her tits. She let her nipples slide between her fingers as she squeezed.

“That feel good?” I asked. As much as I liked watching her do it, if it didn’t feel good to her, I wasn’t going to make her keep going.

Clearly that wasn’t an issue. She didn’t stop. “So good. Oh my god, so good.”

She squeezed her tits, pushing them together and teasing her nipples while I fucked her. Her hips moved with mine, our bodies in perfect sync. I growled and she moaned and it was a good thing my window wasn’t open, or we would have given the entire neighborhood quite a show.

Her hands moved to my chest and she rode me harder. I let her have her way this time. Tension built in my groin as she slid up and down. Her eyes fluttered closed and her tits bounced, her moans and cries growing frenzied.

I could feel her heat growing, her climax coming fast. She was so fucking beautiful like this—flushed and wild and messy. I held her hips tight and drove into her, every thrust bringing me closer to exploding.

Her inner muscles clenched around me and she threw her head back. Her cries of ecstasy filled the room as she started to come. I let go, driving into her until I unleashed.

I grunted hard as I throbbed inside her, slamming her into me as I came unglued. I felt the pinch of her fingernails on my chest, the tightness of her pussy surrounding me, and the overwhelming surge of pleasure with every pulse.

She collapsed on top of me and I moved her hair out of the way. We were both breathing hard, covered in a sheen of sweat. Her body was languid and relaxed, like I’d just fucked the life out of her.

I couldn’t help but smile in satisfaction.

I didn’t try to move her. I liked the way she felt, her body draped over me, her skin warm against mine. For a long moment, I savored it—savored her.

Finally, she took a deep breath and extricated herself from me. I watched her get up, still admiring her body. A man could never get tired of looking at that masterpiece.

She brushed her hair away from her face. “Bathroom.”

“Right through there.”

I didn’t bother getting up while she did her thing in the bathroom. Just put my hands behind my head and enjoyed the way I felt—tired and utterly sated.