Fever (Breathless #2)(108)

“Try to hold off, baby,” he whispered. “Going to f**k you a little while longer. Love this pu**y. But then I’m going to have that sweet ass and that’s when you get to come.”

“I want on top,” she said, her lips pouty and cute.

He raised an eyebrow. “Think you can take me in your ass that way?”

Her bottom lip pushed out more until all he wanted to do was kiss her senseless and suck on that luscious, full mouth.

“I wanna be on top and f**k you with my heels on. Know I said I wanted you to f**k me in these heels, but I’m thinking I could f**k you.”

He chuckled and pushed in, taking her breath in a gasp. “You have to know I can’t ever tell you no, especially when you’re so damn cute when you pout.”

Her eyes brightened with excitement. He leaned over her, blanketing her body as he let her heels fall down his legs. He nuzzled and sucked at her ni**les, tasting and rolling the puckered tips with his tongue.

“I love that,” she sighed. “You have such an amazing mouth. Even when I’m not drunk.”

He laughed and shook against her body. “Thank f**k for that, baby. I’d hate to know I was only good in the sack when you were three sheets to the wind.”

She pushed impatiently at him and he bit back another grin. He was supposed to be in control here but she was determined to have her way and she wanted it now. Far be it from him to ever hold back a lusty, gorgeous, drunk woman who wanted to have her evil way with him.

He lifted himself off her and then reached for the lubricant in the nightstand. He crawled onto the bed and reclined on his back, reaching his hand to help her climb up over him.

He handed her the tube, his expression going serious for a moment. “Know you’re having fun, baby, but I don’t want you to hurt yourself. Make damn sure you use enough lubricant and take it slow and easy until I’m inside you.”

She sent him a dazzling smile that made his gut tighten.

“Love you,” she said, slurring the L and drawing out the you until it became two words.

He went soft all over. “Love you too, baby. Now have your fun and take your man. I’m just going to lie here and let you do your thing.”

“Oh, I like the sound of that,” she purred.

She concentrated intensely on applying the lubricant to his dick. She covered every inch until he was about to lose his mind. If she didn’t hurry, he’d never make it inside her.

When she seemed satisfied with her effort, she tossed the tube aside and then planted her palms on his chest, her unfocused stare finding him, gravely serious.

“I’m not at all sure what I’m doing,” she said as if imparting something of great importance. “I might need your help.”

He suppressed a chuckle and then reached down to grasp his slippery cock.

“Just hold on to me like you’re doing. When I tell you, start to ease down and take it slow. I’ll take care of you.”

She sighed and sent another dazzling, heart-stopping smile his way. “I know you will. You take such good care of me.”

He guided her hips down with his free hand and then held his c**k firmly in position. He reached down to part her ass and tucked the head at her puckered entrance. Her eyes widened when the tip pressed into her tiny entrance.

“It’s all up to you now,” he said.

Her lips tightened in concentration and her palms dug into his shoulders as she began to push downward. Thankfully, with the amount of lubricant she’d applied and the fact that he was hard as a f**king stone, he penetrated her easily. She paused when he was halfway in, her expression almost comical.

“You’re huge,” she whispered.

He laughed. “I haven’t gained size in my dick, baby. It’s the same size it’s always been.”

“Okay, but it feels a lot bigger,” she grumbled.

And then she pushed down, taking him to the balls. He groaned at the instant pressure surrounding him. She gripped him like a fist, squeezing and milking his dick like she wanted every drop of his cum.

“Oh hell,” he muttered. “Need you to move, baby. This is going to be fast.”

She shook her head and frowned. “Not until I say.”

He lifted an eyebrow in question.

“You can’t come until I say,” she said with a fierce glare.

He laughed again and gripped her hips, holding her down in place. “Then you better say soon or you’re going to have an ass full of my cum and there won’t be a damn thing you can do about it.”

She looked disgruntled but then she sat back, her hands sliding down his chest to his abdomen. She rotated experimentally, twitching her body this way and that until he was to the point of begging her to stop. She was going to be the death of him.

Then she found her rhythm and began to move up and down, his dick coming halfway out before she’d slide back down, taking him fully. He helped keep her steady so she didn’t pitch over sideways and he lifted his hips to aid her movements.

“This is nice,” she breathed.

“Nice?” He had to laugh again. “Wouldn’t call it nice, baby. It’s f**king torture.”

She gave him a wicked, crooked smile, her eyelids half closed and sexy as hell as she studied him.

“Do I get to come now?” she pouted.