Page 199 of Surprisingly Us

He crawls over me, his hands and fingers exploring my hips, waist, and breasts along his journey.

“This is hot, baby. You look amazing in this. You should wear it every fucking day,” he yanks at the thin straps, peeling them down my shoulders, “but right now, I need to see all of you.”

Once he’s discarded the lace onesie, he drops to his elbows and sucks one nipple into his mouth. He nips and teases me there, before making his way to my other nipple.

When I can’t take it anymore, I beg. “Rhys, please. I need your cock.”

“Yeah, Princess?” He kneels over me, stroking himself. “How badly do you need it?”

I lift myself up, and pressing my hands into his chest, I push him onto his back.

“This badly,” I say, placing him at my entrance and lowering onto his shaft in one swift movement.

“Fuck, baby.” A moan emanates from his chest, low and rich. “I love watching you take what you want, especially when it involves my cock.”

His hands grip my hips, but he lets me set the rhythm. With my hands on his chest, I lean forward to grind my clit against the base of his cock.

“I’m so close.” I pant. “Oh, god.”

“Show me, Princess. I want to see that pretty O face.” He presses his hand against my belly, and with the rock of my hips, everything tightens at once. A second later, my orgasm splinters through my body. Pleasure radiating from that sensitive bundle of nerves out to the farthest reach of my toes.

I’ve barely caught my breath when Rhys sits up, and keeping my legs wrapped around his hips, he drops his feet to the floor and holds me in his lap. His fingers trail down my back, making me shiver.

“I love this position because I can hold you and fuck you at the same time.”

“And I love it because you can play with my ass while you’re inside me.”

We’ve been trying new things, and I like when he teases a fingertip inside my butt. When he first did it, I thought it was weird, but when I let him really explore the second time, I realized I liked it a lot.

Rhys reaches behind me and collecting wetness from where I’m dripping around his cock, he drags it backwards, lubing me up.

His teeth graze my neck, as he slips a single digit inside my back entrance. “I love that you’re going to walk into the party tonight still dripping. No one’s going to know how much my good girl likes to be filled with my cum.”

He’s right. I love the warmth of his orgasm releasing deep inside me.

“Would you ever let me fill this ass?” he asks, hooking his finger inside and giving me exactly what I need.

“Yes.” I sigh as I rock against him, my clit throbbing with the need to come again. I want to try everything with Rhys. I want everything with this man.

He kisses me with such fervent desire, a moment later, my orgasm rips through me. I clench down hard, and with a primal groan, Rhys follows me over the edge, pulsing deep inside me.

We stay like that for a while. Kissing. Caressing. Basking in the afterglow of our intense orgasms.

Later, once I’ve cleaned up and put on a fresh pair of panties, I shimmy into my dress. Rhys steps behind me to zip me up. He’s gorgeous in his baby blue suit and white dress shirt with the top buttons undone. If I look closely, I can almost see the dark edges of his tattoo. I’d comment that his hair looks like we just had sex, but it’s the way it always looks, so there’s no reason to bother with fixing it.

“Oh, I’ve got to run an errand before the party,” I say, touching up my lipstick.

His arms wrap around my waist, then he presses a kiss to my neck.

“That’s fine. I’ll come with you.”

“No can do. It’s for your birthday. It’s a surprise.”

“Then I’ll wait in the car.”

I laugh. “Nope. This is not a negotiation.”

He threatens to bite my shoulder, and my eyes go wide.

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