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My eyes shot to her suitcase. “Did you bring them with you?”
A husky laugh slipped past her lips.
“No,” she said with an edge of shyness.
“Oh, but you will. Next time you go home.”
Her fingers stopped.
“Did I tell you to stop stroking, sweetness?”
She immediately resumed her movements, but a small notch developed between her delicate dark brows.
“What is it?” I demanded.
“I don’t think they will impress you. My toys. You’re bigger than they are.”
“Maybe I’ll use them to take that virgin ass,” I mused.
Her eyes shot to mine, and I chuckled. “I’ll be taking everything, baby. If…you choose to be my good girl.”
“I’m not sure I want to be your good girl, then,” she countered, peeking up at me with a mixture of shyness and greediness that drove me insane. Did she have any idea how she tortured me?
“Oh, but you can’t help it, firefly. You crave to do my bidding. Crave to please me. Look how well you take directions,” I said with a chin lift toward the fingers in her cunt.
Her head dropped back, baring the long column of her throat to me. “Alex, stop teasing me,” she whined softly.
She was right, of course. Building up anticipation, I was keeping her suspended. Lying down on my king-sized bed, my back resting against the white leather of the headboard, I patted my lap. “Come and take what you want.”
Twisting around to follow me with her gaze, she inhaled sharply. “I don’t know how.”
“Time you learn.” Patting my thigh again, I said, “Saddle up.”
Her eyes sparkled with interest. The shy little minx was intrigued, that much was obvious. Crawling over the bed, the soft curves of her hips swayed from side to side like a sleek feline. Fuck, but she was sexy. I’d had many a woman. Many of them were beauties. But Nina, with her sultry body interlaced with innocence, made for a heady combination. Now I understood why people mixed more than one drug, like cocaine and heroin. Her body was the rush of coke, but her soul was like an opiate to my soul. There was no going back because, having tasted the combination, I was addicted to both.
Rising to her knees beside me, she gracefully swung one leg over my hips, until she was hovering above my stiff shaft. Her hands came to either side of my head, palms against the headboard.
“Show me your moves,” I commanded. My tone was unnecessarily sharp, but I couldn’t help it. My inner dominant had been let out of its cage. Although my instinct was to slam her down on my cock in one fast plunge, I was determined to give her the space to learn on her own, so I refrained from touching her. This was her move.
And show me, she did.
First, it was her lips on mine. She tasted sweet from the after-dessert liquor she’d sipped from my glass. Her hands speared into my hair, twisting strands between her fingers and yanking on them as she pressed her slick opening onto my rigid cock, her mouth gaping in unadulterated lust as I thrust gently into her. Her back arched as she shifted this way and that, attempting to adjust to my thickness. Fuck, her sheath was tight. Watching her wet cunt struggle to take all of me edged me close to delirium. As she slipped down another inch, I gave her a swift slap on her ass, a quick little reprimand for making me feel so good.
She jerked forward, her thick breasts swaying in front of me, and I buried my face in between those pillows of flesh. My tongue came out in fighting mode, shooting this way and that, tasting the sweet saltiness of her skin until it found a nub and sucked. My ministrations were an incentive for her, and she took a big plunge, impaling herself on my cock.
Crying out, her nails scraped down my flanks, urging me to grab her by the waist and fuck her down on me. I reeled it back just in the nick of time, taking out my frustration on her nipple. Her punctuated pants blew across my shoulder as she caught her breath. This couldn’t be completely comfortable for her, feeling as full as she did, but my heart filled with pride. She resembled a beautiful nymph above me, perspiration dotting her skin, long strands of dark hair cascading over her shoulders.
Popping off her nipple, I leaned back to get a good look at her flared pussy lips stretched wide around the base of my cock, a sight I knew I’d never tire of.
“Ride me. I wanna watch you ride me,” I gritted out in a voice rough as gravel.
And she did. This untried, inexperienced woman drew herself up, leaving my cock slick with her juices and seated herself back down. Up and down, in slow, luxurious movements, she took me in, her tits bouncing in my face. I sucked one nipple into my mouth and moaned around the taste of her tight bead. My body shuddered as I rocked my hips slowly upward with each of her downstrokes. Goddamn, the tingling at the base of my spine and the pressure in my balls were both a revelation and supreme torture.
She kept that leisurely pace, teasing, testing, goading me to break. I held on as long as I could, even after she figured out how to grind down on me, drawing a tortured groan out of me every time. Testing her myself, I plucked her nipples and nipped at her throat, but she held steady, the strong girl. The notion crossed my mind that this woman’s willpower could very well outmatch my own.
Finally, finally, it was too much. The charge at the base of my spine ignited. My balls felt like they’d burst at any moment. Finally surrendering to my inner beast, I exploded into a flurry of moves.
Taking her by the waist, I slammed her down as I thrust upward, hard and fast. I set a relentless pace, giving us the friction we both needed. Head flung back, she desperately screamed out my name, more guttural than language. Her pussy clamped down on me, sucking me off, that tight little cunt demanding every last drop of come. And I gave it to her. God almighty, but I made it my mission in life to do so.
In a sudden move, I brought her down on her back and pistoned into her sweet heat. The tight pulse of her flesh wrapped around mine was too much as she milked me, and I thrust hard as I emptied myself. Her sweet body gave little jerks and twitches.
Breathing heavily in the crook of her neck, I clipped a sliver of skin to mark her. She tried moving away from the sharp pain, but I stayed on her, laving it soothingly. I was a greedy bastard. It was never more evident than at that moment, knowing that my brand would be nice and dark by morning. But my anxiousness over our future drove me to fuck her hard, mark her, and leave whatever imprint I could.
