Page 10 of Obsessed Fox

I did as I was asked and watched in fascination as he managed to shimmy out of his jeans without much trouble.

“If I tried that, I would look like a fish out of water, flapping around.”

He gave me a dazzling smile as he teased. “I’m just more coordinated than you.”

“Go fuck a duck.” Sarcasm laced my tone.

“What did the duck ever do to you?” he faked offense. At least, I think it was fake.

“You’re right. A duck is too good for you.”

The banter back and forth was exactly why I’d stayed away from Hendrix for so long. It was so easy for this to be more than just sex.

“You didn’t seem to have a problem when you begged me to get undressed.”

He had me there, and when I looked down at his erect cock bouncing between us, I knew just how right he was. His Jacob’s ladder and the way he wielded it like a damn magic sword was the reason I was desperate to have him inside me again.

“Shut up and fuck me.”

“With pleasure.”

Hendrix rid me of my shirt and bra, then lifted me off his lap just high enough that I could slip out of my pants and undies. Sending everything sailing across the room, I straddled his lap once again and lined myself up, allowing my feelings to completely take over.

I pushed away all thoughts. I didn’t want to think about how I shouldn’t be doing this, or the fact that I was going to regret it in the morning. I just wanted to feel.

I sank down achingly slow. Letting each piercing drag along my throbbing walls until I was stretched full and I knew. I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I was in trouble.

CHAPTER FOUR

Hendrix

This right here. The look on Maisie’s face. This was the reason I went through the pain of piercing my dick. To watch the pleasure it gave the women I had sex with. But most importantly for this woman, even if I hadn’t known it at the time. I would go through the pain all over again if it meant pleasuring her for the rest of my life.

“Yes,” I hissed. My fingers gripped her thighs hard enough as she rode me that there would likely be bruises on them in the morning.

There was nothing gentle about the way Maisie took control and I let her. She bounced up and down when she wanted to. She rocked back and forth when the mood called for it. She even arched her back and put her hands on my legs to get my cock as deep inside her as she could. And I let her do all of it, despite the ache in my cock demanding I take control.

There was a look in her eyes that screamed she needed this and I was more than happy to give it to her.

Maisie did what felt good for her until an orgasm crashed through her like a damn tidal wave, taking us both with it. I’d never come so hard in my life with a woman as I did buried deep inside Maisie’s vagina.

I coated her walls with my seed and didn’t feel bad about it.

Finally, Maisie collapsed forward onto my chest with an exhausted sigh, but if she thought that was it, she was sadly mistaken. We were just getting started.

“Now it’s my turn,” I told her as I sat up and pushed myself out of the chair with my elbows, making sure to keep us connected so my semihard shaft was still deep inside her.

I could feel our combined juices leaking out of Maisie with each step we took. They traveled down my leg, probably making a mess on the floor but I didn’t care. I would worry about cleaning that up later.

I headed straight for the bedroom and dropped us both down onto the bed, catching myself with my forearms so I didn’t crush Maisie in the process.

“That takes talent.” Maisie’s sleepy smile beamed up at me.

“I have lots of talents when it comes to you, but you can’t sleep just yet. I’m not done with you.” I was hard all over again even though I had yet to leave her warm heat.

“Not tired.” The large yawn contradicted her words, but it didn’t stop her from shimmying underneath me; a clear indication she wanted a second round just as much as I did.

I pulled out until just the tip of my cock was inside her.

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