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With the drawer opened, I expected to see a few stray condom packets, but there was a box, still wrapped in plastic. I pulled it out, then sat on the bed.
“Are all these for me?” I asked.
He winked, then pushed down his pants and boxers at the same time. He stepped out of them–and toed off his socks quickly–then rose to his full height.
Gripping the base of his dick, he gave it a slow pump.
I blinked and stared. And watched the sight before me. His long fingers wrapped around his impressive length. The flared head was a plum color and with each stroke a bead of cum seeped from the slit at the top.
“I got them after I met you. Hoping. No one else, sugar.”
His gaze raked me over.
“The sight of you in my bed, that bra barely on and those panties pulled to the side so I can see how pink and eager you are for me, is hot as fuck. I can jack off to it, but I’d rather you get that box open and you protected so I can fuck you like we both need.”
“Oh,” I said, then worked the plastic from the package.
I tore one wrapper from the long strip, then crawled across the bed.
He tipped his head. “Put it on me.”
With my teeth, I ripped the condom open, and he moved his hand away. Instead of sliding it on, I leaned forward and took the flared crown into my mouth.
“Fuck!” he shouted, his hand going immediately into my hair. He pushed me onto him so I took him deep into my mouth, then pulled me off.
His breathing was ragged, and his cheeks were flushed.
“Holy shit, you’re a bad girl,” he growled.
I smiled triumphantly because I’d made the big, brawny Dex James lose control.
He took the condom from me and quickly slid it on. Then he studied me for less than a second before he grabbed me and moved me as he wanted, this time over the edge of the bed. I was stomach down, my toes touching the wood floor. He wasn’t too rough, but he sure as hell wasn’t gentle. Mr. Man Candy liked to manhandle.
“You’re going to get fucked good and hard.” Setting a hand by my head on the bed, he leaned over me. “You want that?”
I nodded against the blanket.
“I need to hear the words, sugar,” he said as he nudged my legs wider with a knee.
“Yes,” I replied, squirming.
I couldn’t see, but I felt his knuckles and the latex-covered tip of his dick as he slid it up and down through my folds.
“Yes, what? Tell me how my bad girl wants me to fuck her for the first time.”
Oh God. His dirty talk had me close to coming again. He was dominant, bossy, and a little bit of a tease. “Why don’t you just fuck me?” I whined.
He pulled his dick away and spanked me. The crack of it was loud, but it wasn’t too hard, just enough to feel a sting and to make my clit throb. “Those aren’t the right words. Say them and you’ll get every inch crammed deep.”
“Oh fuck,” I whispered. My pussy ached for him. I tried to catch my breath, but it was no use. “Please, Dex. I need it. Hard.”
“My dick?”
“Yes, your dick. All of it. In me. So deep. Hurry.”
I squirmed some more until I felt him nudging my entrance. His hand went to my hip and gripped tight as he thrust deep. Sooo deep.
“Dex!” I cried. If the windows were open anywhere in the house, people walking by would know exactly what was going on in here.
