Page 56 of Sweeter Than Fiction

“What’s your favorite book?” I ask.

“Hmm.” She thinks. “There are too many to name.”

“Send me a list of a few.”

“Why?” Her brows furrow.

“So, I can read them…or listen to them, I guess.”

“You want to read some of my smutty books?”

“Sure. Why not? I want to know things that you enjoy.”

“Are you sure you didn’t just pop right out of one of my books?”

I laugh. “Not that I’m aware of.”

“So, you were just born this perfect?”

“Nope. My mom and sister drilled it into my head how to treat women. But maybe your books will give me some ideas on dirty things I could do to you.”

She smiles. “I highly doubt you need help in that department.”

“Don’t get me wrong—I have a whole list. But that list can always get longer.”

“Oh, yeah?” She asks, moving toward me until she hooks her leg over my waist to straddle me.

“Definitely.”

“What’s at the top of your list?” She asks, looking at me with her brown eyes.

“Right now, all I can think about is sliding into that perfect pussy again.”

Her arms snake around my neck as she leans in to kiss me. “You’re going to drive me insane with that mouth of yours.”

“Good.” I reach under her shirt and pinch her nipples while I get back to kissing her.

I feel her hips grind against me—the material of my boxers is the only thing separating my cock from her wetness. Sliding my hand between us, I push two fingers inside her.

She’s already so ready for me.

I start rubbing that sweet spot inside her while I watch her eyelids get heavy and her chest heave. My cock grows impossibly hard listening to her moan my name.

I’m not at the best angle to play with her clit, so I flatten out my palm and tell her, “Grind against my hand, baby. Make yourself come.”

She starts slow, finding the perfect spot to give her what she needs before then trying to find the right rhythm.

My eyes stay firmly fixed on her face—unable to look away from how sexy she is. I could stare at her all damn night.

But the noises she’s making tell me she’s getting close. Her moans get louder as her pussy clenches around me.

When she comes, I feel her contract, squeezing my fingers while she keeps grinding.

“Right there, beautiful. Let it all out.”

She keeps going until she’s practically shaking on top of me.

I lean up to kiss her, trying to slowly lower her off her orgasm.

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