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I let go of his shirt and reached for the back of his neck. Pulling his face down to mine, my mouth found his. I moaned as his tongue slid inside and he took charge. I knew instantly that Hyde knew his way around a kiss. I also knew that he was going to rock my world. Every part of me fell under his spell as he consumed me. There was no turning back from this.
By the time we were done with the kiss, he’d run his hands over my ass and then up my body to my breasts before finally taking hold of my face. He came up for air and growled, “I hope to fucking God that’s a yes.”
I smiled. “That’s a yes, tiger. Now get me the hell out of here and show me what you can do with that cock of yours.”
Chapter 16
Hyde
My dick was hard as fuck by the time I got Monroe bac
k to her place. Half of it was due to her efforts at fighting me over this. I was conflicted. I wanted to slam her onto her back and fuck the hell out of her, but there was just something about the way she attempted to run the show that turned me on. I decided to let her think she had a say in it for a little while longer.
As soon as we made it through her front door, she’d grabbed my hand and led me to her bedroom. I’d briefly taken in the colour explosion of artwork, pillows, and other shit in there before she distracted me with a hand to my dick.
Biting her bottom lip, she smiled seductively at me and said, “I’m not ashamed to admit I’ve been imagining this cock since that night you rescued me from my front yard.”
I undid the belt from around her waist. “What kinds of things have you been imagining, sugar?”
Her hips drew my eyes. I couldn’t fucking drag my gaze from them. Monroe had an hourglass figure—the kind that gave a man something to hold onto while he pounded into her.
She flicked the button on my jeans and slid the zip down. Reaching into my pants, she wrapped her hand around my dick. With her eyes firmly on mine, she slowly stroked it, her movements very deliberate. “I’ve been thinking about how it would feel in my hand. How it would taste if I ran my tongue along it, licking the tip and sucking it slowly, my tongue making circles around the tip. Over and fucking over. And I thought about how much I want to take this cock into my mouth and deepthroat you.” She brought her face close to mine so she could whisper in my ear, “The thought of your dick hitting my throat gets me so fucking wet.”
I groaned, not sure how much longer I would last if she kept this sexy shit up. She had a dirty fucking mouth on her. I made a mental note to make sure I gave her that opportunity one day. She could suck my dick to the back of her throat any fucking time she wanted.
Grabbing a handful of her hair, I pulled her head back so I could dip my mouth to her neck. She moaned, and I growled, “You like a little rough play?”
She kept stroking my dick. “I’m all about the rough play, tiger. I’m hoping you can bring it.”
I pulled her hair harder as I nudged her legs apart with my knee. With one hand holding her hair, I reached my other hand to the bottom of her dress. That fucking dress should be made illegal. It hugged every curve of hers and was a fucking hazard to my health.
Her dress was too fitted for what I wanted, so I let go of her hair and gripped the bottom of the dress with both hands. A moment later, I had it off her, and she stood almost naked in front of me.
Dropping my gaze to her tits, I said, “Fuck, red, I don’t even know where to start.” Cupping her tits, I bent my face to them and sucked a nipple into my mouth. Jesus, I loved tits that were more than a handful, and Monroe had that. Her tits were a gift from fucking God as far as I was concerned. I could dedicate a whole session to them.
“Not sure if you’re aware, but you have a way of making a man want to do the filthiest fucking things to you.”
A sexy smile spread lazily across her face. “What filthy things are we talking? I’m all for filthy.”
I ran my hands down her back and took hold of her ass. Another gift from the big guy. “The kinds of things that will make it hard for you to walk tomorrow.”
“Oh God, you’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?”
“Just trying to fuck you, sugar.”
Her lips parted mine and her tongue slid in. She kissed me like I imagined she would fuck me—thoroughly and deeply—while her hand remained around my dick, stroking me, getting me closer to my release.
When she finished kissing me, I said, “Take off your bra and panties.”
“You don’t want to?”
“No, I want to watch you do it.”
She let my dick go and slid her hands down her body until she reached her panties. Slowly hooking her fingers over them, she slipped them off, all the while keeping her eyes firmly on mine.
Fuck, she gave me a show. I took hold of my dick and jerked off while watching her remove her bra in the same way. It was hot as hell. But not half as hot as when she reached her hand down to her pussy and ran a finger in circles over her clit.
She turned me on so damn much that I knew I couldn’t last much longer. I fucking wanted to drag this out all night long. Wanted to command her to fuck herself with her fingers while I watched. Hell, I wanted to ask her for a fucking lap dance, but a man had to be realistic. My dick was hard as steel for her. I fucking needed to be inside that sweet cunt of hers as soon as possible.
