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“Rule number two…” She waited for me to look at her and when I did, she grabbed me in one hand and placed her entire mouth around my cock. My hips raised to meet her and I groaned again as she pulled me out. “Is that you come inside of me.”

“Holy fuck, are you serious?”

She was stroking and licking me but then gave me an almost annoyed look because I had questioned her.

“Yes, Camden.” Now she was growling. “I’m 100% serious.” She took my cock in her mouth again and bobbed her head up and down. I grabbed her hair with one hand and pulled her off of me, afraid that if I let her go too long I would finish before I could follow rule number two.

“Then you better stop doing that, beautiful, or I'm going to finish in that pretty little mouth of yours.”

She smiled and looked dangerously pleased with herself.

“Do you agree with rule number two?” She started crawling up my body again, her chest finally square to mine, her hips hovering just above my hard, throbbing cock. She leaned over me, her hair cascading to one side and my jersey brushing against my stomach. Her lips were less than an inch from mine and it took everything in me not to pull her down on top of me.

That would be breaking rule number one though, so I resisted.

“Yes, Jones, I agree to rule number two.”

“Good.” She smiled and reached her hand down toward my cock. “Now, I’m going to ride you while wearing your jersey and you’re going to watch. Remember rule number one, though. If you break it, I’ll stop.”

As she slid me inside of her, a visceral moan escaped my throat and I had to grip the sheets with both hands to abide by rule number one. It took every ounce of self-control and restraint to not put my hands somewhere on her body. I wanted to touch her, grab her, and play with her more than anything else at that moment.

But Haley was in charge and nothing turned me on more than watching her be in charge.

I watched as she pushed off her strong, lean legs, riding my cock as if it was the greatest thing in the world to her. When she dropped her head back and her hair fell down the back of my jersey, I almost lost it completely. I’d had women fuck me like this before, but nothing compared to having Haley on top of me. Especially while wearing my jersey.

“Holy shit, Haley…you are so sexy. Watching you like this, in my jersey, it’s almost too much.” My hands reached for her thighs as they moved up and down, pushing her on and off of my cock. Before they could make contact, she grabbed my wrists and held them down on the bed at my sides.

“Ah, ah, ah, Camden Johnson, remember rule number one. No touching unless I tell you you’re allowed.” She was breathing heavily, becoming breathless as she took me all on her own. The look on her face told me she was thoroughly enjoying herself as she tortured me in this way.

“I don’t like rule number one anymore.”

She laughed as she pulled as far away from me as she could without me fully leaving her body, and then slowly welcomed me back inside of her, taking me all the way to the hilt. A sharp breath caught in my throat as she did it again, taking me deeper and deeper inside of her with every thrust. Watching her take me like this was unreal.

She continued to ride me, alternating from sitting straight up on my lap and leaning over me. When she was close enough, she would bite at my neck and ear which brought me even closer to the edge. Never breaking rule number one, I moved my hips with hers, helping to hit her G-spot with every thrust, and making her come closer and closer to the edge.

“Cam…” she said breathlessly. “I want you to touch me now.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice, beautiful.”

Without wasting another second, one hand went to her pussy and started to play with her clit. My other hand grabbed her hip and followed her rhythmic movements.So much better than my dreams,I thought to myself again. The more I watched her, the harder I got and the closer I got to my own finish.

“Haley…I’m getting close.” My breath was getting short and I could feel myself grow inside of her.

“Mmm, I can tell.” Her bottom lip was tucked under her front teeth and seeing it drove me wild. “But we aren’t finishing like this.”

She stopped moving just long enough to lean down and whisper into my ear, “I want you to take me from behind and I’m going to watch as you finish inside of me. Can you do that for me, Camden Johnson?” Her words were like honey, and I thought my heart might stop. Haley’s eyes flicked toward a mirror that was leaning against the wall just to the right of the bed.

She wanted to watch.

Never in my life did I think I would find a woman’s desire to watch me fuck her so hot.

“You better get off of me so I can make that happen then, beautiful.”

She pulled herself off of me and moved to position herself on all fours, but this time in front of the mirror. I squared my hips with hers and locked eyes with her in the mirror, both of us fully visible in it. A sultry smile grew on Haley’s face as I lined myself up with her hips and slowly pushed inside of her again. She moaned deeply from the back of her throat as I buried myself deep inside of her.

“Holy shit, you feel so good there,” she breathed.

“Jones?”

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