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“Dick-shaped items, obviously.”
“Obviously.” I tongue her nipple, swirling around it in slow, lulling sweeps. Just as she starts to soften under me, I suck hard, and she groans my name. “God, I love the way that sounds.” I move to the other nipple. “You know what I’m going to love hearing even more?”
Stevie runs her fingers through my hair. “What’s that?”
“You begging me to make you come.”
She huffs a laugh. “Not likely.”
“Mmm. You wanna place bets?” I smile when she tugs roughly on my hair.
“I thought you were turning off your asshole switch for an hour.” I think she’s supposed to sound annoyed, but instead she’s breathless.
“You flip one switch off, and you have to flip another one on to compensate.”
“What’s this switch called?” She drags her nails along the back of my skull, causing a shot of icy heat to run down my spine.
“Dunno. Whatever the level above asshole is.” I settle between her legs, and we make out, me rubbing myself on her while she shifts under me, both of us seeking friction, neither one of us willing to bow to the other.
Stevie manages to wiggle her fingers down the back of my pants, nails biting into my ass, knees pressed against my ribs. My brain feels like it’s fritzing out from all the contact, which is crazy, because she’s been touching me for more than a month and I’ve been able to handle it fine, until now.
Her hand is on the move again, and suddenly her warm fingers graze my cock through my boxers.
I groan into her mouth and thrust, trying to get more contact. The weeks of pent-up tension, along with the injury that’s prevented me from being able to jerk off like a normal athlete would, means the brief contact already has me more fired up than if I’d watched a six-hour porn marathon on ecstasy.
I tear my mouth from Stevie’s and push up on my forearms, trapping her hand in my pants. I pin her with a glare. It doesn’t have quite the impact I anticipate.
Stevie smirks. “Should I assume you fucked your hand before you came to stake your claim on me tonight?”
I quirk a brow. “Listen to that dirty mouth.”
Her grin widens. “Is that a yes?”
“What do you think?” Of course I managed my situation. I’m not an idiot. However, based on my current physical responses, I’m not sure my preemptive measures are going to make much of a difference.
Stevie tilts her hips down, providing wiggle room for her fingers, which slide farther into my pants. She bites the edge of my jaw. “Do you know what I think?”
“What’s that?” I lift my hips so she has more room to explore.
“That no matter how well prepared you think you are, you’re still going to lose control a lot faster than you want.” My cock jerks as her fingers glide along my shaft over my boxers. “You know what I want?”
“What’s that?” I can barely function already.
“Before you fuck my pussy, I want you to fuck my hand.” She grips my erection in her warm palm. “And my mouth.”
“Christ, Stevie.” I’m not going to argue. It’s probably a good idea to take the edge off; that way I can spend all the time in the world making her come for me before I get inside her. I slide a hand under her and roll onto my back so she’s straddling my thighs.
I take a moment to appreciate how gorgeous she is: long hair cascading over her shoulders in waves, the end of one pale-purple tendril curling to frame her nipple. All that’s left are her panties, and they happen to match her hair. Stevie makes quick work of ridding me of my pants.
She doesn’t take my boxers off yet, and I know the torment I was promising her is coming my way. Which is fine, because what she plans to dish out now, I’ll give back to her twice as good.
Stevie skims the contour of my erection through my boxers with her thumbs, and my cock jerks with the muted contact.
She smirks. “Somebody’s excited.”
She places a palm in the center of my chest and leans down, hair falling forward to tickle my skin, nipples dragging across my chest, mouth hovering over mine. “I’m gonna make you come now.” She sucks my bottom lip and slips her hand inside my boxers, warm palm wrapping around me, skin to skin.
She pushes back up so she can rub her satin-covered sex along my shaft. We make a mutual sound of tortured appreciation. On the next stroke forward, she slides my cock under the crotch of her panties so I’m suddenly dragging over slick bare skin.
“Ah hell, Stevie.” My eyes roll up and my erection kicks in her fist as the head glides past her clit.
“Do you like the way that feels?”
