Page 27 of The Nice List

I force my body still as I lean down to whisper in her ear. “Time to wake up,pretty girl.”

When she continues to writhe on me without opening her eyes, I nip at her ear before repeating my words a little louder.

“Shh, it’s just me, baby,” I say when her body freezes as she wakes to see me looming over her. I tighten my grip when she attempts to pull her hands from mine. “No, you don’t,pretty girl. You’re already there. I just wanted to see your eyes when you come on my cock.”

She struggles again when I pick up my pace, fucking her harder than before.

“Use your safe word if you want me to stop.” I pause just long enough to see her shake her head before I start to fuck her even harder. “Then, you’re just going to have to take it,” I growl as I pummel into her. I’m fucking her harder than I usually do…because I’ve held back as long as I can.

She asked for this, and I’d been too afraid of losing her to actually go through with it before now. But we’re solid. It’s time for me to trust her the way she’s trusted me.

Even knowing all that, I have to force myself to keep going when she whimpers, “Stop.”

“Not until you come on my cock,pretty girl,” I tell her before leaning forward to bite her pouting lip.

She lifts her hips in an attempt to buck me off of her, but her protests turn to moans when all it does is give me a better angle to hit her g-spot.

I release one of her hands to grip her hip and hold her there as I hit it over and over until she’s screaming out her release and I fall over the edge right with her.

Livvy

Merry Christmas,pretty girl.” Cory’s voice is raspy as I snuggle into his side.

It was so hard to pretend I didn’t want him, but the exhilaration of knowing that he wouldn’t stop without my safe word was out of this world. I loved it.

“It’s Valentine’s Day,bad boy.” I giggle.

“It’s always Christmas when I’m with you.” He pulls me against him to kiss my forehead. “That wasn’t too much was it?”

I shake my head. “It was perfect.”

He lets out a sigh of relief before sitting up. “Good. Now, get up. We’ve got an appointment atInk Runners.”

“What? Why?” I ask as I sit up to watch him get dressed.

“Mypretty girldeserves flowers on Valentine’s Day. I’m getting her the kind that won’t ever die.” He shrugs.

“Hell yes!” I squeal as I jump up and rush to my dresser.

“Do you like it?” Maxine asks as I turn my arm side to side, admiring the roses trailing from my shoulder to my elbow in the mirror.

“I love it!” I tell her honestly before turning to look at Cory. “And I love you!”

“I love you,pretty girl.” He opens his arms to catch me as I leap into his arms.

“Awww,” Maxine coos. “You two are too damn sweet for my shop. Go enjoy your evening so I can get out of here and enjoy mine.” She bounces her eyebrows, making Cory groan.

“That’s our cue, baby,” he says as he drops me to my feet.

“Well, you did it,bad boy,” I say as we reach his motorcycle parked in front of the tattoo shop.

“I did what?” He pauses before putting his helmet on his head.

I grab my helmet and put it on my head before flipping the visor up to tell him, “You madethe nice list.”

The End

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