Page 26 of Say My Name


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“Yeah. If we take this step, then you’re mine. Not just for our dates, not until I figure out your name, but you’re mine for as long as this lasts,” I growl.

She kicks a leg over mine, until she’s straddling me, the heat of her pussy brushing the seam of my pants. By sheer will, I stop myself from thrusting against the center of her.

She presses her lips to mine in a soft kiss. Just a simple brush of her lips against mine.

“Is that a yes?” I can’t help the gravel in my voice any more than I can help the fact that I’m hard as fuck between her thighs. Something about this woman makes my dick go zero to sixty with a bat of her eyelashes.

“Yes.” She breathes the word against my lips, and I kiss her back, wanting to taste the word, the agreement on her lips.

We kiss for what feels like forever, the lack of friction on my dick enough to drive me crazy, but not crazy enough to relinquish her lips. When she sits down fully on my lap, the center of her rubbing down the length of me, I can’t stop the rumble deep in my throat.

I stand, keeping her legs wrapped around my waist—one of my hands on her ass and the other across the back of her shoulders—and ask, “Where’s your room?”

“Top of the stairs, first door on the right,” she tells me between the presses of her lips against my neck.

I carry her up the stairs and through her bedroom door. I want to look around, but the only thing that matters right now is in my arms.

Her bed is in the middle of the room, and keeping her on my lap, I sit on the edge of it before threading my fingers through her hair and tugging her head back until our eyes meet.

“Condoms?”

She nods. “I’m on birth control as well.”

My hand leaves her hair, and I drag my palms up the sides of her body, tugging her shirt free as I caress her stomach before pulling the fabric over her head. Tossing the garment aside, her breasts encased in red lace grab my attention in a vise grip. I brush my thumbs against the peaks of her nipples, and her answering gasp is music to my ears. Her hands dip below my own shirt, and she’s less patient in yanking it over my head and tossing it to the floor.

I’m reaching for the clasp of her bra at her back when she pulls back. “Uh-uh.” She shakes her head.

“What?” I ask.

“You had your way with me on your desk at the nursery. It’s my turn.”

The words are a threat and promise rolled into one seductive phrase. “What did you have in mind?”

She smirks at me and climbs off my lap, her hands finding the buckle of my belt before she undoes it and the button to my pants. I lift my ass to help her drag my pants and boxers down my legs.

Her hand wraps around my dick, the skin of her palm impossibly soft even as her grip tightens on me.

“You good?” she asks as she drags her fingers up to the tip of my dick.

“Yep, never better,” I groan.

If she wants to drive, who am I do decline my lady’s request?

Her hair falls in a silky curtain as she leans forward, the strands tickling my bare thighs even as the air evaporates from my lungs at the heat of her breath against the head of my cock.

Her tongue darts out and finishes the job of suffocating me as she swipes up the leaking drops of precum.

“Fuck. Imp. More.” I’m reduced to biting out words through clenched teeth so I don’t blow my load before getting into the heaven of her mouth.

Mischievous brown eyes find mine as her lips part and stretch over me, her tongue swirling around the head. Her hand strokes the length of me she doesn’t take in her mouth, and I want to thrust to the back of her throat. Fuck her mouth until I come and some of the lust swimming in my veins dissipates, until I can drive her out of her mind as surely as she’s driving me out of mine.

The press of her throat against the tip of my cock, along with the sight of her lush lips stretched around me, pushes me to the peak faster than I’m prepared for. I tighten my grip in her hair and pull her off my dick.

I will the orgasm building at the base of my spine away and bite out, “My turn.”

CHAPTER 10

Chip

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