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Even though Iread a scene with it from a romance book, I’d never done sixty-nine before. It was actually really hard. Silas was using his talented mouth and tongue on my pussy, and I couldn’t focus enough to suck him very well. I had him in my mouth, working him, but then I’d find I stopped, doing nothing but moaning on his dick because I was so close to coming.
Then I remembered my task and went back at it. It seemed the better I did, the more voracious Silas became. It was a game called Distraction. Who could get the other out of their head and make come first?
Who won this one?
Silas.
Well, maybe me.
I had to lift off his dick as I cried out his name when I came. He manhandled me around so I was facing him, straddling his waist. Then he was lowering me down and onto him.
Setting my hands on his shoulders, I shimmied a bit as he filled me. Silas was big.
“Fuck, yes,” he growled, then, “Shit.”
I was lifted up and off.
“Silas–”
“You sucked me so good I forgot a condom,” he said, his breath ragged as he reached for his pants on the floor. It was impossible since I was on top of him, and his pants were on the floor.
“I’m on the pill.”
He stilled, stared at me, then flopped onto his back.
Hands stroked up and down my thighs, his hard, glistening dick between us. Bare.
His pale eyes met mine. “What are you saying, kitten? You’re good going without a condom?”
I nodded. “I’m clean because after Cheney, well–” I stopped talking because who mentioned their ex when she was about to cowgirl up on a different guy’s dick?
“I’m clean. I know it sounds crazy, but I’ve never gone without a condom. Not once. Trust me to take care of you.”
I bit my lip, felt his words as much as heard them. Trust him. He wanted to take care of me.
I lifted up, gripped the base of him and lined him up again at my entrance.
He watched, entranced as I started to lower down again.
“This is all I’ve been thinking about,” he admitted, his jaw clenched, his fingers digging into my hips. “Seeing you like this. Watching my dick slide into you. Fuck, you’re so perfect. Fuck!” His head fell back and he practically growled.
It felt so good, so tight. I wasn’t exactly sure how he fit, but he did. “It’s like we’re made for each other,” I whispered. This was all I’d been thinking about, too. Sitting on his lap and riding him. Just as he’d texted.
“Eve.”
Silas jackknifed up, wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. His beard was soft against my skin as our tongues met.
Then he helped me lift and lower, fuck myself on him until we came and were nothing but a perfect, sweaty, sticky mess.
35
SILAS
I stoodin front of the machine in the cafe, waiting for my coffee to brew. I didn’t really need it because I was wide awake at five a.m. The sun hadn’t come up yet and Eve was out cold in our room. That was what five orgasms–or was it six?–did to her. I felt a shit ton of male satisfaction that I could please her so well. Fucking her into unconsciousness was now my new goal in life.
I’d picked up on the theme of the stories she read to me during the cam calls. A trend in her sexual interests. In what made her hot. She definitely liked being watched. Taken. Dominated.
I intended to fulfill every one of them.
