“Uh uh, not me.” She drags her tongue across my lip and my brain nearly short circuits
I pull back, putting space between us. I can’t think clearly when she’s so close.
“Why is that?” I ask, genuinely curious.
She shrugs. “Maybe I’m not like the women you usually fuck. I can handle casual.”
My gaze narrows, searching her face. “I don’t believe you.”
She smirks. “You don’t have to. Now will you shut the hell up and fuck me before I go upstairs and find Eli.”
Growling, I throw her down on the bed, climbing on top of her and smashing my lips to hers. Her legs fall open and I wedge my body in between them. My hand slips between her thighs, rubbing at her clit through her panties.
I tear my lips away, pushing up on my knees. “Take them off. Spread your legs and show me that virgin cunt.”
Eyes locked on mine, she nods, hands trembling again, but this time from want. Gripping the waistband of her panties she shuffles them down her tan legs and over her heeled sandals. Before she can toss them to the floor, I rip them from her hand, shoving them into my pocket.
Her gaze narrows. “You planning on giving me them back before we leave this room?”
I shake my head, smirking. “Nah, I think I’ll keep them as a reminder.”
Her husky laugh shoots straight to my cock. “Didn’t take you for a trophy hunter.”
“I’m not.” I huff, confused as to why I want to keep the wet fabric. “Now lie back. Spread those legs wide and open yourself up to me.” Without hesitation, Anais follows my instructions spreading herself wide. “Good girl,” I murmur, noting the way her breath hitches. Praise. Seems my brat has a praise kink. “Now use your fingers. Spread those pussy lips for me. Show me your hole.”
“Jesus,” she breathes.
Trembling fingers move between her thighs, parting her lips. The view is perfect. Tight. Wet. Pink. Anais spread out for me, everything on display… for a crazy moment I want it to be the last image to flash in my mind before I die.
“Who knew you could be so obedient,” I muse. Anais glares, but her eyes flash with lust. “Now push a finger inside, show me how wet you are.”
Her fingers falter slightly, and I raise a challenging brow. Her eyes narrow, flashing with her usual fire. Then, with her gaze locked on mine, she pushes a slim finger inside her pussy. Wet sounds echo in the room, obscene, intoxicating. I wish I could record it. Use it as my ringtone. Each time she slides her finger out, it glistens with her arousal,
My gaze zones in, cock leaking in my pants as she pumps the digit in and out. I want my tongue there. Want to taste her cunt more than I want my next breath.
“Are you going to get undressed?” she moans, eyeing my dark pants and shirt.
With my eyes on her pussy, I say. “When you’ve got yourself good and ready for me, yeah. If I stick my cock in without properly preparing you, I’ll tear you in half.”
“I want to see your dick,” the plea in her voice has my eyes snapping to hers. Her expression is hungry. “Please,” she begs, and who am I to deny her good manners.
Christ, it’s been so long since I’ve fucked a woman, I was beginning to think my dick had stopped working. Turns out, for the right girl, it still works just fine.
Without hesitation, I kick off my loafers, strip out of my clothes, and slowly pull my black boxer briefs down my legs. My cock springs free, glistening with so much pre cum, you’d think I’d already shot my load. Anais’s mouth drops open and she freezes. Her eyes widen almost comically as they roam over my giant dick.
And that’s not ego talking. I do have a giant cock. Above average in length, thick, and veiny. Not a starter cock by any means, but if Anais wants to play, we’ll play.
“Holy fuck.” She swallows, eyes meeting mine. “Yeah, you scream big dick energy, but I never expected...” she trails off, waving her hand toward my cock. “That,”
I chuckle, chest puffing out, ego swelling. I’ve been told many times I have a good cock, but hearing it fall from Anais lips? Well, let’s just say it does things to me I don’t want to think about right now.
Climbing onto the bed, I grab her ankle, pulling her to me. Burying my face in her neck, I inhale, letting her scent wash over me. I don’t question why smelling her seems to be a need at this point, but I can’t deny I love doing it. “Don’t worry, Brat. Since it’s your first time, I’ll go easy on you.” I pause, my smirk wide. “Just this once though.”
Pulling back, my hand trails down her body as my mouth latches onto one of her nipples. A gasp falls from her lips, her body arching up into me. “Evan,” she moans.
Releasing her rosy bud, I move to the other one, giving it the same attention as I push a finger into her saturated pussy.I lift my head, my eyes meeting hers. “Jesus fucking Christ, Brat, you’re soaked. Such a naughty girl dripping all over yourself.”
She blushes, and gone is her usual sass, replaced by something more innocent. I stare, mesmerized. Fucking hell, I should get the hell out of this room, forget this ever happened. But I’m rooted to the spot, my finger in her pussy, gaze locked on Anais as if she holds all the answers I’m looking for.
