Page 130 of The Most Perfect Wrong

“What do you want, Coop?”

“Touch me.”

I move my hand up to her tits, circling her nipple with my finger, feeling it harden beneath my touch. “Your nipples are so fucking sexy,” I murmur before leaning down to take one into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue before sucking gently.

She moans loudly, her hips rolling into me again.

“Ryan, touch me,” she pleads, her voice thick with need.

I trail kisses up her neck. “I am touching you.”

“I know,” she whispers. “I want more.”

My eyes flick to hers. “What do you want exactly?” A smile tugs at my lips. “You’ll have to be more specific, babe.”

She meets my gaze with a challenge in her eyes. Her lips part, her voice a sultry demand. “I want you inside me.” She tries to move forward, but my hand holds her back, pinning her in place.

I pause for a beat, considering her, then lean in, brushing my lips over hers, slow and teasing, my finger skimming the curve of her cheek. “What else?” I whisper.

“I want to come against your fingers… your tongue… and your hard cock.”

“God,” I groan, pressing into her. “You’re so hot. I love when you talk dirty.”

My hand slides beneath the waistband of her joggers, but I stop just short, holding back.

“You’re driving me crazy, Ry,” she groans, her voice trembling. “I’ll do anything… just fuck me already.”

I break our kiss, needing to see her face as I slide my fingers into her panties. She’s drenched, moisture coating my fingers instantly. I grin, pulling my hand back and bringing my fingers to her mouth. Slowly, I run a wet finger along her bottom lip.

Her tongue glides across her bottom lip before her eyes lock with mine. She parts her lips, and I slip my fingers inside. Her mouth closes around them, warm and soft, her slow, deliberate suction spreading a wave of arousal that drives me to want more as I draw them back out.

“Fuck, babe,” I breathe, my voice shaking. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Her voice drops. “Now kiss me so you can taste me.”

Christ. It’s like she knows every dirty fantasy I’ve ever had. I crush my mouth against hers, and the second her tongue sweeps inside, the faint taste of her unleashes a need so primal it makes my head spin.

Before I can react, she slips her hand free from behind her and presses against my chest, gently pushing me back just enough to give herself space. My pulse races as I watch her dip her fingers into her waistband, pulling them back up to my lips.

She drags her wet fingers along my bottom lip, her eyes daring me. I move to taste her, to pull her fingers into my mouth, but she pulls back at the last second with a wicked grin.

Her lips wrap around her own fingers, and she makes a sound—a low, soft hum like it’s the most delicious thing she’s ever tasted.

Jesus fucking Christ.

The ache of my cock takes over, and I lose all sense of control. She must see the carnal hunger blazing in my eyes because she grins, hooks her fingers into the waistband of my pants, and pulls me closer, pressing her hips against mine.

I tug her leggings down, peeling them off with a sense of urgency I’ve never known. She’s doing the same, yanking at my pants, and I step out of them quickly.

“How do you want it?” I rasp.

“I don’t care,” she gasps. “Just give it to me.”

I spin her around, bending her over. Her hands press against the wall to steady herself as my hands grip her ass, pulling her to me. I slide into her from behind, deep and deliberate.

Her moan is loud and raw, spurring me on as I press deeper, my hips snapping into hers. I thrust into her, long and slow at first, before quickening to a rapid pace. The sight of her tits bouncing with every movement, the sound of her ass slapping against me—it drives me wild, pleasure shooting straight through me.

“Oh my…” she trails off, her words dissolving into a moan as I feel her tighten around me, coming hard. The sensation is electric, pulling me over the edge with her, and the combination of her soft moans, her smooth skin beneath my hands, and the warmth of her body consumes me entirely.

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