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Murphy
Sabrina’s words echo in my head. The women I usually take to bed don’t give a shit about taking care of anyone but themselves, and that’s always been okay. They’re using me to say they fucked around with a football player. Maybe one day, they’ll be able to say they screwed that guy on that pro team. Whatever, I’ve always been good with that because I’m using them for a no-strings release as much as they’re using me. It works for everyone involved.
No one has ever looked at me the way Sabrina is looking at me now, and it’s doing funny things to my heart.
Instead of digging deeper into that thought, I give in to the overwhelming need I have for her. With one arm wrapped around the small of her back, I flip us over. The heating pad slaps against the nightstand, and Sabrina starts laughing.
She’s not posing, making sure I only see her best angles. She’s not making noises that are fake as hell and rival any porn star I’ve ever seen...and I’ve seen a lot. She’s lying beneath me with her dark brown hair fanning out around her face, her ivory skin a stark contrast to my dark green sheets and those big brown eyes shut because she’s laughing.
She’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
Leaning down, I run my nose up the length of her slender neck and nip at the shell of her ear before whispering, “While I appreciate your offer, it’s my job to take care of you tonight, Princess.”
My lips crash down on her mouth, licking and tasting those plump pink lips. One hand moves to explore the feel of her body as my mouth travels down her neck to her shoulder, then her stomach. I push her sweater up and over her head. Gripping the waist of her skintight jeans, I pull them down her legs, my mouth following the same trail down her soft skin.
Leaning up on my elbows, I take in my gorgeous girl lying before me, wrapped in nothing but sheer lace the same color as her skin.
The word “mine” is like a shovel hitting me over the head. I’m not sure when or how it happened, but it’s not the first time I’ve thought it. It’s hitting me hard, and it’s not going away.
“Brina...” I’m not sure what I want to hear or to say.
Sabrina looks at me with concern in those chocolate-brown eyes of hers. “You okay?” She leans up on one elbow and runs her other hand along my brow. “What’s going on in that crazy mind of yours?”
Our eyes are locked in a moment that I don’t want to break, but she gives me no choice when she removes her lacy nude bra, and any thought besides holy shit, her tits are perfect, leaves my brain. I take one nipple in my mouth, licking and sucking while pinching the other between my fingers. Jesus, she’s sensitive. Before long, she’s writhing under me, and I wonder if I can make her come from this alone.
I’m not finding out tonight though. Like a man on a mission, I move down her body and settle myself between her creamy thighs.
Sabrina’s legs tighten up around me as if I’ve caught her off guard.
“You okay, Princess?” I’m lazily running my finger up and down the inside of her thigh, getting her used to my touch. “I don’t want you to be nervous. Not with me. Not ever.”
“I’m sorry,” she mumbles, then throws a pillow over her face.
I place a kiss just above her hip bone. “I won’t ever do anything you don’t want. You say stop, and I stop.”
She moves the pillow away. “Yeah. I’m good. You just...You intimidate me, Aiden.” And the damn pillow goes back over her face.
“What do you mean?”
Sabrina mumbles from behind the pillow, “Oh. My. God. I’m screwing this all up.”
Reaching over her body, it’s my turn to move the pillow. “Princess, you’re not screwing anything up. Tell me what you mean.”
She lets out a deep breath. “Okay, I’m not a virgin. I’ve slept with two guys.”
“Brina, if we could skip this part for now, I’d appreciate it, because the thought of you with anyone else is making me kinda want to kill someone.” Leaning up on my elbow, I look down at her and watch that sink in.
Her eyes get so big and wide she looks like one of those anime chicks from the comic books.
“I just don’t want to screw anything up.” She reaches for me. “I don’t want you to be disappointed. I’ve never come from oral before. I don’t know if I can. It kinda stresses me out.”
“Oh, baby. You just threw down the gauntlet,” I lean down to kiss her lips. “I am going to have fun proving to you there’s not anything wrong with you.” Moving back down her body, I lick the length of her pussy, and she throws that damn pillow back over her face. Lifting my face, I tell her, “Eyes on me, Princess. I want to see your face and hear your voice. If you don’t like something, tell me.”
The pillow slowly moves aside. God, I love the way she listens to me.
Smiling, I get down to business. Not that I want to tell Sabrina this, but if eating pussy was an Olympic sport, I’d be Michael fucking Phelps. My princess is already drenched, and, fuck me, she’s so responsive.
She reaches down, running her fingers through my hair, her nails scratching my skull. Her breathy little moans are coming more quickly now as her back arches off the bed and her hips begin to move. It doesn’t take long to figure out what she likes.
