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“I want you on top. That way, you can control everything. Like—how deep I can go inside you.”
That’s all he says, and it’s as if I can’t speak either. I realize, after a few quiet seconds pass, that he’s dead serious. He’s afraid of hurting me with that damn large dick of his.
Being on top isn’t my favorite position. With he-who-shall-not-be-named, I would always feel awkward doing it that way, with my tits in his face and him grabbing at my butt or my thighs while they’re extra jiggly. The positioning almost always had me coming too fast. A tiny orgasm that would leave me unsatisfied and it would always happen before him. Then I would get…
Oh God, I used to get bored and would think,Come on. Get this over with already.
That’s awful.
Knox finally speaks up.
“If you don’t want to do it that way—"
I interrupt him. “I’ll get on top.”
“Yeah?” His brows shoot up, his grin one of pure pleasure.
He loves the idea of me being on top, which is just…
Freaking adorable.
“Yeah, but no judgment.”
His grin fades. “I won’t judge you, Jo Jo. You should know this by now.”
“Yeah, yeah.” I roll my eyes and laugh.
So does he.
We readjust ourselves, so we’re lying on the bed on our sides, face to face, kissing and touching each other. His fingers are between my legs, stroking lightly, teasing me. Making me shiver.
“You’re so fucking wet.” He kisses my neck, his thumb pressing against my clit. “I turn you on, don’t I?”
“Oh my God, of course you do. As you can tell.” Is he looking for praise?
Maybe he gets off on it.
Next thing I know I’m back on top of him, his cock nudging my ass, my hands braced on his chest. He’s lying there with an expectant look on his face, breathing hard, and I can feel him reach for his cock, his fingers circling around the base, guiding himself closer to me.
I lift my hips and shift downward, the head just nudging my entrance, and a sigh leaves me, my inner walls pulsating, eager to be filled by him.
“Take it slow. Make sure you’re ready,” he urges as I slide down on top of him, taking him in inch by inch. “You can stop if you need more time to get used to me.”
His shaky voice tells me he absolutely does not want me to stop.
“I’m not stopping,” I whisper as I slowly rise up, until I’m basically sitting on top of him, his cock completely embedded inside me.
I can’t move, I feel so full, stretched to the limit. He’s in so deep, it feels like he’s poking my stomach.
“Damn, look at you. You’re doing so good, taking all of me.” His gaze is zeroed in on the spot where our bodies are connected. “Lift up a little, baby. I wanna see it.”
I do as he asks, sliding up, exposing a few inches of his cock, and he groans, reaching out to touch the spot, his fingers brushing against my clit.
“Ride me,” he encourages, and I do.
It’s awkward at first. I’m trying to establish a rhythm, and he’s just so freaking big. Leaning forward, I run my hands up his chest, until my hands are gripping his shoulders, my face in his as I slowly begin to work my hips.
“Oh yeah, just like that.” He growls. “Does that feel good?”
