Playing Hard to Get(82)

Blair will sit there with a smirk on her face the entire time and make me feel like a dumbass, but I don’t even care because I want my parents to get to know Joanna. She’s become important to me in such a short amount of time.

“Want to head back to my place?” My voice is low, my gaze trying to communicate with her all the things I want to do to her when I get her alone.

She’s communicating with me with her eyes too, letting me know she’s down with every single one of my plans.

“I’m hungry though,” she admits as she rises to her feet. I take the empty cup from her and toss it in the trash. “Can we get something to eat on the way?’

“Definitely.”

And then I’ll eat her sweet little pussy for dessert.





“Oh God, please stop.” She’s pushing my face away from that sweet little pussy of hers, her entire body still shaking. “It’s too much.”

I lift away from her and wipe at my damp chin with the back of my hand. I just gave her three orgasms in about twenty minutes and she’s sensitive.

I lie beside her, wrapping her up in my arms from behind, trying to ignore my aching cock that’s dying to get inside her. I’ll need to give her a couple of minutes before I can pursue that though.

A shuddery breath leaves her and she rests her arms over mine, her head falling back against my shoulder. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I think you need to stop going down on me all the time.”

I chuckle close to her ear before I bite it. “You’re ridiculous, Jo Jo. What woman wouldn’t want a man to go down on her every single night?’

“You don’t want to do it when I’m on my period.”

“A little blood doesn’t scare me.” I’ve never done that, not sure if I actually want to, but if my girl was horny and wanted me to give her an orgasm to help ease the pain from cramps, I’d totally do it.

For Joanna, I would.

That I even know this little fact about orgasms and cramps is wild. I remember Blair dropping that bomb on the fam at the dinner table years ago and my dad about fell out of his chair.

Good times.

And wait a minute, did I just refer to Joanna as my girl?

I sure as fuck did.

“I don’t think I want to see you looking like Dracula after you go down on me.” She sounds amused, and when I drop a kiss on her smooth shoulder, she nuzzles her head against mine. “And you’re right.”

“About what?”

“You can keep going down on me. Whenever you want. I’m not going to stop you.”

I cup her pussy, sliding my fingers inside her and encountering all of that wet heat. “How about right now?”

“No,” she immediately says, making me laugh. “But what about you?”

“Can’t you feel me?” My erection pokes her ass and I release my hold on her pussy to rest my hand on her hip.

“Let’s do it like this,” she suggests softly.

“Okay.” I’m about to reach for a condom, but she stops me with her words.

“When you’ve been with other girls in the past, you’ve always worn a condom, right?”

“Yeah.” I draw the word out.

“I’ve only ever been with one other guy and he always used a condom. I’m on the pill. I have been for a couple of years.” She turns, so she can meet my gaze from over her shoulder. “Don’t wear a condom.”

My heart starts to gallop at the thought of feeling her bare around me, no barriers involved. “You serious?”

She nods, her eyes wide. “I want to feel you.”

Well, damn, I’m dying to feel her too.

I kiss her, sinking into her mouth, our tongues tangling, her body sliding against mine. I slide my hand over her hip, along the outside of her thigh, curving inward before I lift her leg, positioning her at a better angle.

She lifts her leg for me, making it easier, and I slide into her from behind, she’s so wet from all the orgasms I gave her.

“Fuck,” I groan into her ear, going still, experiencing that first slide into her without a condom on. She’s so hot, so wet, so damn tight.

It’s amazing. She’s amazing.

“You feel so good,” she whispers against my lips. “Fuck me, Knox. Please.”

It’s the please that gets me. Like she’s begging for it. Begging for me. I start pumping my hips, pushing as deep as I can inside her tight little pussy, getting lost in the feel of her. All that snug flesh wrapped tightly around me. She moans into my mouth, pulling away from my lips, and I immediately miss her.

But then she arches her back, sending me deeper, and I thrust harder, already chasing after that orgasm that hangs just out of reach. She moves with me, shifting and rolling her hips, her thighs falling closed, her pussy squeezing me so damn tight, I swear my eyes are crossing, it feels so fucking amazing.

“Stay just like that,” I whisper harshly. “God, your pussy is so tight.”

It squeezes around me even tighter, making me moan, and she pushes her ass out, giving me a glimpse of all that glistening pink, as my cock thrusts in and out.

In and out.

Jesus.

“Don’t stop,” she pants, and I want to laugh.

Like I could stop. I’m gonna come any second. Feels like I can’t breathe. Like I can’t think. My head is spinning, my ears are ringing. She moves with me, whimpering at my every thrust. Goddamn, I’m so deep inside her.