The Hookup Handbook(31)

Just as my rubbing brings her close to the brink, I back off, pleased with how wet she’s gotten.

“You really know how to make a girl wait for it,” Sienna says, her voice half sarcasm and half moan.

All I can do is smile. She has no idea what’s coming.

All at once, I thrust inside her. She cries out—not from pain, but from a mix of surprise and pleasure. Her back arches as I thrust again, the motion bringing her closer until her chest bumps against mine.

“Oh fuck, Case,” she whispers, her voice dripping with desire.

Hearing my name on her lips takes me to another place, and I pump harder into her, finally able to scratch the itch that’s been killing me for the past few weeks.

Sienna wraps her legs around my waist, using the new leverage to pull me even deeper. Bringing one hand between us, I touch her in soft circles and groan as she grinds herself closer, eager for every inch of pleasure I can deliver. With a shuddering sigh, she lets go, and the feel her body contracting around mine is almost enough to finish me. But I stay focused, helping her ride out the waves of her orgasm—the first of many, if I have anything to say about it.

“Come here,” I say once her breathing evens out, scooping her up in my arms. She wraps herself around me, her skin warm and soft against my chest.

Our lips meet in a frenzy, her tongue reaching out to stroke mine. I take a handful of her ass in each hand, squeezing her curves and rubbing her core against me. Turning so the backs of my knees hit the bed, I sit on the edge, slowly lowering us both until we’re flat, and she’s lying on top of me.

From this angle, Sienna takes a little more initiative, which is exactly what I was hoping she would do. It’s one thing for her to tell me what she wants. Now I want her to show me.

With her knees resting on either side of my hips, she aligns herself over me, running her delicious pussy over my shaft. She gasps for breath as I take one of her nipples in my mouth, sucking it and biting softly. After a few minutes, she can’t take it any longer, greedily reaching between us to grip me. I catch her by the wrist before she can reach her prize, causing her to stop and look at me, her eyes wild and hungry.

I need to slow her down, because damn, this girl is about to ruin my stamina. She’s so eager, and so sweet.

I may have done this many, many times, but it’s never been like this. There’s something I like about having her here, in my bed. There’s something intimate about it, seeing her in my personal space. And I love watching all her reactions to me. It’s as if every emotion she’s feeling is right on the surface. Her cheeks are flushed, and her eyes are hazy with lust. Her lips are swollen from my kisses. And, shit, her pussy? It’s fucking magic.

“Let me.” I growl, placing her hand by her side.

She sits up, lifting her hips to allow me in. My tip enters her easily, and I move my hands to her ass, pulling her down onto me while thrusting as far as I can up into her.

She throws her head back at the first thrust, her blond locks tumbling over her shoulders. Her hair is so long, I could grab a fistful of it if I wanted to, but right now, my hands are busy with another operation.

I pull her down onto me again and again, watching as she brings two impatient fingers to her center, touching herself. After a few minutes, she comes again, her whole body tensing around me before she collapses on top of me, her breathing heavy and ragged.

Shit. She’s incredible. So sexy and vulnerable. I like it way too much.

Kissing her neck, I wait until she steadies herself again, then I roll over on top of her, setting us up for the grand finale. A devious smile spreads across her lips as she takes my cock in one of her hands, tugging painfully slowly, watching as my eyes close and a groan erupts from deep within me.

“Keep that up, and I won’t last much longer.” I’m half joking and smile at her, watching her efforts.

“Does it feel okay?” There’s a hint of uncertainty to her voice.

I don’t want her to think just because I’ve been around the block a few times that she’s not adept enough at pleasing me. She’s more than enough. Shit, she’s too much.

I bring one hand to her jaw and touch my lips to hers as a shuddering breath catches in my throat. “It feels fucking amazing, sweetheart.”

Her hand picks up the pace, working my shaft like this is the job I’ve hired her for instead of the one in my office. I can feel the pressure building at the base of my spine, my balls tightening, the grunts coming out of me more frequent and uncontrolled. Sienna’s watching me with a mix of wonder and lust painted across her sexy features. She really is beautiful. I could watch her do this all night.

Before I get too close to the edge, I lift one of her legs over my shoulder, eager to get back inside her. I take my time, enjoying the sensations of our bodies moving together until I finally unload with a primal groan. Sienna comes again at the same time that I do, leaving us both a sweaty, breathless mess.

“If I’d known that’s what it would be like, I would have propositioned you way sooner,” she says between breaths, pushing a few stray damp hairs off her forehead.

“There’s a reason I’m writing a book, you know.” I roll over onto my side to look at her, a smirk curling the corner of my lips.

“And why they pay you five grand.” She giggles.

I force a laugh and shrug, but her comment stings.