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“And you’re sexier than you realize.” He got to his knees and pulled me down flat on the couch.
“But I don’t know how Aithan will feel about being watched. He seems way too gentlemanly to be into kink.”
Drew busied himself with removing my jeans. “You’d be surprised who’s kinky, but we can ease him into the idea. I don’t wanna get my ass beaten and he looks like he’d do a thorough job of it. Could probably snap me in half. Which is another reason I want to watch you getting rammed by him. I mean, damn, I’m hot just thinking about it.” He started on my shirt’s buttons.
I squirmed beneath his touch. “Why do you write reverse harem? I don’t know very many men who write romance, let alone romance where the woman has most of the power and lots of partners.”
“There was no love between my parents. My dad beat the crap outta my mom, my sister, and me every day. I still don’t know why she stayed with him; it wasn’t for my sake, that’s for damn sure.” With my shirt open, he hummed as his lips trailed from my bra down toward my belly button. “But I grew up and figured out that Ilovelove, that I fucking love women, and I love fucking women.” He hooked his thumbs into my panties and pulled them down.
I stiffened under his inspection, but he ran his hands gently along my inner thighs. “Relax. I’ve seen lots of pussies. Yours looks just as good as the rest.” He met my gaze. “You know it’s okay to feel good, right?” He lifted my right leg over the back of the couch and hooked the left over his shoulder. “I’ve gone way too long wondering what you taste like, Brick.” He slid his tongue down my thigh and into my folds.
Jeebus, I almost climbed off the couch. I grabbed his hair and held on, gasping as his tongue flicked over my clit and he slid his fingers into me. Still humming, he started a rhythm that had me mewling. I wanted to lock my legs around his head and hold him there forever. He licked and stroked. I moaned and rocked. The pressure of release built in me fast and the only thing I knew was his amazing tongue and the rhythm of his fingers pumping me. Finally, I couldn’t take any more. My hips jerked, my body arched, and I shook as a cry escaped me.
I collapsed on the couch, trembling and panting as waves of orgasm shivered through me. “Goddamn. How’d you do that so fast?”
Grinning like a madman, Drew produced another condom, stripped off his shirt and pants, and crawled up my body. “Oh, that was just the warmup.” He kissed me and for once I wasn’t grossed out by the taste of me on a man’s tongue. He slid his cock into me, taking his time, letting me feel the stretch as he buried every inch of himself inside my body.
“Oh, fuuuck.” I groaned as he rocked his hips in the same rhythm his fingers and tongue had used to send me screaming over the edge only minutes ago. My already excited flesh sent bolts to my brain. Bolts that exploded when his teeth grazed the thin skin of my neck and he bit down. Pleasure flooded me, so intense it was almost painful. I gasped and pushed against his mouth and his cock.
I’d never felt so free to enjoy a man’s attention. With every other lover, I’d worried about my tits jiggling or my stomach looking flabby. I’d tried to suck in my gut while sucking cock — not an easy feat — and cringed at every slap of flesh, every drop of sweat.
But Drew licked the sweat from between my breasts. He thrust even harder when our skin slapped together. He worshiped my tits, kneaded my thighs, and grabbed my ample ass every chance he got. Drew made me feel desirable, not disgusting, as he touched me almost reverently.
He captured my wrists and pinned them above my head. “What are you thinking, Brick?” I blushed and he smiled. “Tell me,” he coaxed and moved his body with mine.
“That you make me feel sexy.”
“Because you are.” I started to deny it, but he pulled out and sat up. “Come here.” He guided me onto his lap facing him. “Ride me, Zel, so I can watch you fuck me. I want to see the pleasure on your beautiful face.” He pulled me down and his dick slid into me, putting pressure in places I hadn’t felt it before.
“Goddamn, you feel good,” I murmured.
“Close your eyes. Focus on our bodies. Feel everything.”
Straddling his lap, I did as he asked and let my head fall back. I rode that thick cock while he held my waist and sucked my nipples. Writhing atop Drew Katterman, I wasn’t fat or ugly. I wasn’t the greasy-haired teen who hid beneath baggy sweaters and slouchy sweatpants. I was naked and sensual, I was making him moan, making him thrust and sweat and pant.
His fingers slipped between our bodies and found my clit. He stroked me as I stroked him and, with a strangled cry, I arched. His teeth found my throat again, they nipped my skin, his cock thrust into me, and his fingers kept circling until my orgasm finally broke. With a long moan, my body stiffened as pleasure rolled through me, then my muscles let go and I collapsed against him.
Without pulling out of me, Drew grabbed my ass, stood, and laid me back on the couch. He thrust into me, hard, fast, and deep until I thought I’d crawl off the sofa as a laser light show fired off in my brain. And, finally, when I couldn’t take anymore, when pleasure was threatening to drown me, he pushed into my body one last time and came with a growl and an unintelligible curse, eyes closed, agony and ecstasy chasing each other across his face.
Drew slowly raised his head and smiled, his light-green eyes bright and his skin flushed. “Damn, I love fucking you.”
I traced his lips with my fingers. “I love getting fucked by you.”
He kissed me tenderly and I sought out more, hungry for the feel of his lips. He smiled and complied, sliding his mouth over mine, kissing to the corner of my lips then across my jaw to my ear. “You’re perfect, Zelda Gordon,” he whispered, then sat up and pulled me atop him. He wrapped the soft orange couch blanket around us. “And that was some exceptional sex. I’m gonna miss you when I leave, Brick.”
It was funny how accustomed to him I’d become. “Me too. I like having you around. You’re ... easy.”
“You slut shaming me?”
“No, I’m saying you’re like one of my cats. There when I want attention, happy to do your own thing when I’m busy.”
He laughed. “That’s a first. Never been compared to a house pet before.”
“It’s a compliment. I adore my cats.”
He kissed my temple. “I know. You dote on them. Means I’m held in high standing and you’ll always feed me well.”
“Very high standing.” I lowered my voice. “Don’t tell Lulu, but I think you may have replaced her as the alpha in this household.”
