Page 99 of Fake Shot

I step behind her as we approach the front door. We didn’t turn any lights on, and it’s unlikely someone’s on the sidewalk outside her brownstone but, just in case, I make sure to block her from view with my body. And then when we reach the stairs, I pull her hand off my buckle.

“I want to watch you walk up those stairs, just like I did earlier tonight at the arena. But instead of imagining what you look like naked, I’m going to enjoy every moment of seeing all of you.”

She glances over her shoulder at me as she takes the first step. “You were picturing me naked during your warm-ups?”

“I’m always picturing you naked, Jules. Get used to it.”

She takes each step, just like she did at the arena tonight, and the gentle sway of her hips above her muscular thighs and ass has me wanting to grip her hips and watch myself slide into her from behind.

When she looks back at me and says, “Are you coming?” I take the steps two at a time, and she does as well, as we hurry to get to the bedroom. But the minute she crosses the threshold to her room, she stops, and I have to put my hand up on the top of the door frame so I don’t run right into the back of her.

I snake my other hand along her bare waist and pull her back to me, relishing the way her hair feels pressed up against my bare skin.

“What’s wrong, Tink?”

She turns, running her palms along my chest on their wayto my shoulders before she wraps her arms around my neck. The feel of her breasts against my chest has the blood rushing to my dick so fast I almost feel lightheaded.

“What makes tonight different than all the other nights you turned me down?”

“You really don’t know?” When she shakes her head, I say, “I needed you to feel the same way about me that I feel about you. I didn’t want you to sleep with me because I was convenient and willing, I wanted you to wantme.”

Her voice is practically a whisper when she says, “I’ve always wantedyou, Colt. I just never thought you’d feel the same way. I’m sorry if...” She takes a deep breath and lets out a sigh. “I’m sorry if I made you feel like I was using you to cross something off my bucket list.”

I kiss the bridge of her nose. “I’m one hundred percent fine with you using me for sex, now that I know how you feel.” Bringing my hands to her inner thighs, I scoop her up so she’s wrapping her legs around me again, and walk over to the bed, where I set her on the edge and step between her parted legs. “In fact, I seea lotof sex in our future.”

Without breaking eye contact, she undoes my belt, then unbuttons my pants and pulls the zipper down. As she slides them down my thighs and lets them pool at my ankles, my cock strains against the fabric of my boxer briefs now that my zipper is no longer holding it back. Jules reaches out and touches me, cupping her hand and smoothing her palm along my shaft as she brings her fingers to my head, circling it before she hooks her thumbs into my briefs and lifts them over my dick to push them down my legs.

As she leans forward to do so, her lips part and she sucksme into her mouth. It’s impossible to resist pushing into her as her tongue laves against my length, and her hum of approval makes me do it again. She doesn’t seem to mind me hitting the back of her throat, which makes me wonder if she has a gag reflex at all.Something to explore another time, I think to myself.

She grasps the base of my cock with one hand as the other slides down between her legs, and then she’s moaning around me, and I watch in fascination as her fingers dip into her underwear and work her clit with the same tempo she’s taking me into her mouth. I reach out, brushing my palms along her nipples, and she moans again, sending shock waves through my body and spurring me on. Her hand begins moving frantically between her legs as she lets me fuck her mouth, and when she starts moaning through the orgasm she’s giving herself, it’s all I can do to hold myself off from coming right down the back of her throat. But I cling to that last, thin thread of self-control because there’s no way we’re not having sex immediately after she’s done.

As her orgasm recedes, she releases me from her mouth and looks up into my eyes as she licks a circle around the head of my cock like some sort of vixen. Then she’s standing and sliding her thong down her legs before she steps forward and presses her fully naked body against mine. I sweep her legs up in one arm while I hold her back, cradling her as I take a step toward the bed and lay her down.

“You’re a fucking masterpiece and I want to see every inch of you,” I say, standing over her and taking in the sight of her long limbs and muscular body. The bed dips under my weight as I plant my knees between her legs.

She lets her knees fall open, baring herself to me, and I suck in a breath at the sight of her—even in the moonlight streaming through the window, I can see her smooth skin glistening with evidence of her orgasm.

Planting one hand above her shoulder, I lean down and kiss her forehead. I’m about to promise her that I’ll take it slow, be gentle with her, when she says, “I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve dreamed about this.”

“I don’t know what you dreamed up, Tink, but I can promise you, this is going to be so much better.”

She reaches out and strokes the entire length of me, and I almost lose my mind and push into her bare.Shit.“I, uh, I have to go upstairs and get a condom. I don’t have one on me.”

“I have a whole drawer full,” she says, nodding her chin toward her nightstand.

“Why doyouhave a whole drawer full?”

She cocks an eyebrow at me. “Because I planned on having a lot of sex with you when you finally gave in.” With slow, gentle strokes, she continues sliding her hand along my shaft, making me impossibly hard. “What are we waiting for?”

I take a deep breath, exhaling slowly. “This is going to change everything.”

“Good.” She gestures toward the nightstand again, and so I reach over and slide the drawer open, grabbing a condom out of a bowl they’re sitting in. As I tear the foil packet open, she says, “Show me how to put it on you.”

The sight of her lying beneath me, using her long fingers to roll the condom over my tip and down my shaft with so much care and reverence, is doing funny things to my heart.This couldn’t be more different from all the one-night stands I’ve had in the past—mostly because I want to see this sight every night for the rest of my life.

When her hand reaches the end of my cock, I lean in to kiss her, and she sucks my lower lip into her mouth, sinking her teeth into it lightly like I’ve noticed she likes to do. As she wraps one leg around my ass, pulling me closer to her, I know what she wants, but I want to make sure she’s ready. Reaching between us, I slide my fingers over her clit and down to her entrance. She’s so wet that two fingers slip into her tight pussy easily.

“Colt, when I said I wanted you inside of me, that wasn’t what I meant,” she growls against my cheek after pulling away from the kiss, making me chuckle.

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