Her hand goes to my head. “Pho—”
She jerks when I bite her pussy through the fabric of her shorts. “Last warning.” I slide them down her hips. “You gonna be good?”
She pulls her shorts back up.
‘I have to stay dressed,’ she mouths when I narrow my eyes. ‘What if someone walks in?’
Fucking hell. That’s not gonna work for what I have in mind.
I need skin. Preferably every inch of hers.
But I know Lennon will fight me tooth and nail on that.
However, since I’m a goddamn fiend for her pussy—among other things—I’m willing to compromise.
I snap the string of her thong against her skin. “Take these off.”
She shakes her head.
Brat.
“Fine.” Yanking her shorts and panties to the side, I give her cunt a little kiss. Then I stand. “You don’t get to come.”
Shooting me an icy glare, she shimmies out of them.
Then she drops to her knees.
Lips twisting, she tugs on the waistband of my sweatpants. My dick eagerly bobs out, slapping against my navel.
After licking her palm, she grabs my base, giving me a slow jerk before sealing her mouth around my head.
Fuck. She wins.
Or rather, I do.
Wrapping her ponytail around my fist, I drive my hips into her face, forcing her to take more of me.
I groan as she swallows me so deep she gags. I don’t miss the sassy glint in her eye as she relaxes her throat as if to say, challenge accepted.
Christ.
Chills break out when she cups my balls. But as great as it all feels, I have to put an end to this battle of the wills we’re having.
Lennon’s the one who decided we could only be fuck buddies, and she’s the one who’s ending this in eight days.
I’m not about to let her run shit in the bedroom, too.
That’s my motherfucking domicile.
Yanking her ponytail, I slip out of her mouth with a wet pop.
It’s adorable how she chases my dick, trying to wrap her lips around it again.
“Get up. Now.”
My harsh tone has the desired effect because she rises off the floor without protest.
In a flash, I grab her hips and slam the front of her body against the wall. Which leaves her pert bare ass center stage.
I shove her T-shirt up because it’s blocking my view. “Keep this fucking thing out of my way.”
Goose bumps graze her soft flesh as I kneel.
I’ve never worshiped anything before, but this right here?
I’d build a goddamn shrine for this.
I’ve always been an ass guy, and Lennon by far has the best one I’ve ever seen.
Big, plump, and curvy. Fucking perfect.
She yelps when I sink my teeth into it.
I slap her ass in warning. My dick twitches as it ripples under my palm. “Shut up.”
She glares hate fire at me over her shoulder.
Smirking, I squeeze her cheeks and spread them apart. “Want me to kiss it better?”
Instantly, she tries to swat me away, which puts me on edge.
“What’s the problem?”
The playful inflection in my voice is long gone.
“Nothing,” she whispers.
Something.
I don’t want to assume the worst, but she’s not giving me anything to work with here.
“Did someone hurt you?” I try to quell the rage creeping into my voice, but fail. If someone laid a fucking finger on her, I’m spending the rest of my life in jail.
“No.”
Her one-word answers aren’t putting me at ease. “Start talking.”
“No one hurt me.” A faint blush creeps along her face as she peers down at me. “It’s just…no one has ever…you know.”
“Played with your ass?”
Her silence is all the confirmation I need. My cock’s back in the game, ready to get the party started.
However, Lennon’s quick to pump the brakes.
“There’s no way in hell I’m letting you put your giant dick in my ass. I do not want a rectal prolapse.”
I can’t help but laugh. “Your rectum isn’t gonna prolapse, Groupie.”
I like it rough, but not obliterate your asshole rough.
Those baby browns go wide with panic. “Do not put your dick in my ass.” She gulps. “Please.”
“Well, since you asked so nicely…”
Her pretty face screws up. “I’m serious, Phoenix.”
I kiss her bottom. “No dick in your ass.”
Tonight.
Doesn’t mean I won’t ease my way into it, though. “Bend over.”
“What part of—”
Gripping her hips, I tug her with so much force she has no choice but to brace her arms against the wall and stick her ass in the air.
I run a finger down the length of her exposed pussy. She’s so wet she’s glistening.
My voice is a gravelly rasp against her slick flesh. “Trust me.”
Directing all my attention to the hole she’s used to, I sink my tongue inside her.
Her arms shake and she pants my name as I stretch and fuck her sweet cunt.
Warm silky walls squeeze. “Holy shit.”
Grinding against my mouth, she moans while I continue eating her from behind.
“Don’t stop.”
I nip her, reminding her to be quiet, but she’s too far gone to care.
Just the way I like it.
Reaching around, I rub her swollen clit…then I change things up and circle a different hole with the tip of my tongue.
She tenses for a second. Then it happens.
A desperate whimper breaks free, followed by a curse.
I know she’s almost there, so I keep up the tempo with my fingers and swirl my tongue against her puckered asshole.
“Oh god.” Reaching behind her, she grips my hair and writhes against my face. “I’m gonna die.”
No, she’s gonna come.
And she does. So hard it runs down my hand.
I give her a second to collect herself before I wrap an arm around her waist and drag her over to the couch.
I take a seat, but when she goes to sit next to me, I yank her on my lap.
Lennon’s been fighting me since the moment she walked in here.
It’s only fair she puts her money where her mouth is.
“You wanted all the control tonight.” I push my sweatpants down and my cock springs out. “Now ride it until we both come.”
Licking her lips, she straddles me. She tries to ease me inside her bit by bit, but I’m an impatient asshole.
Lifting my hips, I drive into her with a hard thrust that makes us both groan.
Her eyes flutter closed, and she places a hand on my chest for support.
I spank her ass, urging her to hurry the fuck up.
“Sorry. I’m just…I need a second.” A tiny shudder rolls through her. “You feel so good.”
Any hope I had of making this session last all night is long gone with those words.
Slowly, she moves, rolling her hips in a lazy cadence that feels as awesome as it does torturous.
I suck the hollow of her throat. “Take your hair down.”
My request surprises us both. However, she reaches up and pulls the elastic tie out without protest.
A river of shiny black strands cascade down her back. It feels like silk as I thread my fingers through it and look at her.