Page 58 of Must Love Dogs… and Hockey

“Okay. So. We slept together.”

“So far no sleeping has occurred.”

She pushes at my chest. “Okay, we banged. I just want you to know that I’m not looking for a boyfriend. I have shit going on in my life and a relationship doesn’t fit in with that. But I was definitely horny.” She meets my eyes.

“Are you saying you used me for sex?” I’m not really sure how I feel about that. I love sex. And I definitely love sex with her. I’m also perfectly aware that a lot of women have slept with me because of who I am. And I’m sure as hell not looking for a relationship either. So I’m not sure why this unsettles me.

“Are you saying you didn’t want it?”

“Hell, no!” That’s the last thing I want her to think.

“Then it was mutually…beneficial.”

“Huh.” Okay, that’s true. “Okay. Orgasms are definitely beneficial.”

She laughs softly.

“And you know the only thing better than an orgasm?” I roll her beneath me and prop myself on my elbows above her.

“What?” She stares at me, her lips curved into the sexiest smile I’ve ever seen.

“Another one.”

“Ohhh.” Her eyes fall closed and I dip my head to nibble at her shoulder. I kiss my way down to her tits and bury my face between them again. My new favorite place to be. “Your tits are spectacular,” I mumble.

Her fingers thread through my hair, which sends tingles down my spine. “Thank you.”

“I could stay here forever.” I kiss the soft curves, nip with my lips, then slide my tongue over her skin.

She lets out a soft sigh, holding me to her breasts.

I find a nipple and suck, loving how her back arches and her breath hitches, loving how her flesh tightens into a stiff peak in my mouth. I squeeze her other tit, then capture that nipple between thumb and forefinger to tweak it, pinch it. A low moan leaks from her lips and her hips lift against me. I’m so fucking glad she loves to have her tits played with because did I mention this is my new favorite place?

I play there for a while, and she’s rocking her hips up against me in a way that tells me she’s as horny as I am. My dick is hard again; actually, I don’t think I ever got soft. It’s been a while since I’ve been this hongry—that’s hungry and horny—and I’m raring to go again already.

Watching her ride me like that was my own personal porn movie. Watching my cock slide in and out of her pretty pussy, watching her amazing tits bounce, watching her watch me with lust-glazed eyes…holy hell. She’s so honest and real about what she wants and likes, not afraid to take pleasure in her sexuality and enjoy things. It was so freakin’ hot, I was completely lost in it, every cell in my body lit up and sizzling. I want that again.

I turn away from her briefly to find another condom in the still-open drawer and quickly suit up. Then I roll her onto her stomach, nudge her legs apart, and kneel between them. Gripping her hips, I bend and bury my face between her thighs. God, she’s so wet and sweet. I loved the taste of her I had earlier, and I glide my tongue over soft, plump flesh. She moans and arches her back to give me more access. I grip her ass cheeks and squeeze, licking and sucking, and Jesus, maybethisis my new favorite place. The soft sounds of her panting and whimpering make my cock hard as a goalpost.

She’s all wet and slippery, and I lick my way up her back, dropping openmouthed kisses along the curve of her spine until I’m on top of her and my throbbing dick is sliding against her pussy. I move my hips, rubbing back and forth over slick flesh. I need to be inside her, feeling that tight glove around my cock.

“Do it,” she murmurs.

I move my legs outside of hers, bring her hair back over one shoulder, her face turned to the side, and I nuzzle her ear and cheek as the head of my cock finds her entrance.

She lets out a long sigh of pleasure as I press into her, sliding easily with all her wetness lubing the condom and smoothing the way. I bring my knees higher and wider for better purchase, my chest grazing her back, and I band one arm beneath her and cup her breast as I thrust into her. “How’s that?” I murmur against her ear. “Deep enough?”

“Oh yessss.”

“Hard enough?”

“Harder is good…”

I drive deeper, rocking my hips against that fantastic firm ass. “Good?”

“So good. Oh my God, fuck me…that’s…so…good. So deep…I feel you so deep inside me.”

“Wanna make you come again.” I slide a hand down over her flat stomach and lower, between her thighs. She shudders when I brush over her clit. “I want to feel your pussy come all around me again. That was fucking amazing.”

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