Page 73 of Rush

I want to make him feel as good as he just made me feel.

His fingers tangle in my hair. The other hand teases my nipple, rolling and pinching.

I moan around his dick, and his hips jerk forward a little, giving me more of him.

“Fuck, Ari…that feels so fucking good.”

I take my hand off his dick and place both hands on his hips. I stop moving, his cock still in my mouth, and I stare up at him, telling him with my eyes to fuck my mouth.

His gaze is pinned on me. He gathers my hair back from my face, holding it with his hand, and then he starts to move his hips back and forth, fucking my mouth.

“Shit…this feels so good…too good.” He’s still pumping his cock in and out. “I need to stop.” He pulls out of my mouth. “Get on your fucking hands and knees—now, Ari.”

Holy shit. Bossy Ares is here, and I like him a lot.

I scramble onto my hands and knees.

He grabs his wallet from my nightstand and gets out a condom.

I hear the rip of foil. Then, he’s behind me.

The next thing I expect to feel is his cock. So, color me surprised when I feel the hot breath of his mouth on my pussy. From behind me, his tongue pushes inside me, his thick finger pressing down on my clit.

“You’ll come for me again.” It’s not a request, but I’m more than happy to fulfill it.

My limbs are like jelly. I’m barely able to stay upright as he fucks me with his tongue. A blunt, rough finger teases my clit.

I’m coming apart in no time. Shuddering around his mouth. This orgasm just as explosive as the first.

When I can manage, I lift my head, staring back at him.

He’s kneeling behind me. Cock in hand. “Are you ready for me?”

“Yes.”

He smooths a hand over my ass as he positions his cock at my entrance.

I feel the first push as the head of his cock enters me, spreading me.

“You okay?” he checks, his voice sounding strained.

“Keep going,” I rasp out.

And he does. Pushing each thick inch inside me until I’m full of him.

He’s everywhere. In me, on me. And it’s everything I could ever want.

Big hands grip my hips as he pulls back out and slowly thrusts back in.

“Harder,” I tell him.

“I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“You won’t. I need you. Please.”

His resolve must snap because he pulls out and slams back in. The feel of his cock and the delicious sound and feel of his skin slapping mine have me crying out in ecstasy.

“More,” I beg.