Page 7 of Midnight Player

The intense pleasure coiled tighter and tighter in her midsection. She threaded her fingers through his feather-soft hair and held on tight. She ground her pussy against his torrid mouth. Jake was relentless in his pursuit of driving her out of her mind with ecstasy.

He acted like he wasn’t in a hurry.

“Please, Sir, make me come.”

“Not yet. Give me more. I fucking love the little sounds you make.”

He added his fingers into the mix while he sucked at her clit. He stirred his fingers through her crease. Then slid two inside her pussy, thrusting deep, curling up and rubbing against the cluster of nerves. And she wondered briefly if she would survive a night in bed with Jake. Or if she would become so addicted to his wicked brand of lovemaking that no other man would ever measure up to him. She could spend every night atThe Eros Pitfor two months solid and still not find a Dom who measured up to Jake.

One of his fingers grazed her back door entrance, just a light, exploratory caress. And she lost her damn mind, moaning, “Sir.”

Willa writhed when he did it again.

He lifted his mouth while pumping his fingers into her sheath. “Have you ever had a man take you back here?”

His finger teased her anus once more.

“Yes. I love it. I have lube . . .” She trailed off and wailed because he attacked her pussy like it was his life's goal to make her come screaming.

He speared her flesh and bit down on her clit.

Willa’s body rocketed off planet as the orgasm ripped through her. She wailed, “Sir!”

But he didn’t give her body time to recuperate. He rose to his full height and filched a condom from his pants on the floor. He stood between her spread thighs and rolled the condom down his impressive length. “Before I fuck your sweet pussy, where’s the lube?”

“In my purse.”

“Stay,” he commanded. Jake retreated to where she’d dropped her purse on the floor. He carried it to the bed. “Take it out and put it on the bed.”

Willa wasted no time, her body engulfed in flames of exquisite need. She wanted him to take her everywhere. Every single one of her holes deserved to experience Jake. She yanked the travel-sized tube out and tossed it on the bed beside her. And even grabbed the strip of condoms she always carried in her bag because she was a big fan of being prepared and tossed them beside the lube.

Jake’s gaze turned downright lewd. “Someone likes being a naughty girl.”

“Don’t act like you aren’t benefiting from my bedroom tastes.”

He pressed her back against the bed, forcing her legs wide. “Are you kidding me, sugar? I fucking love it. And we’re going to use every single one of those condoms tonight. You’ll find out what it means to fuck a professional athlete.”

He gripped his cock, drawing it through her folds, up and down, until she wanted to tear her hair out. Finally, Willa did something that shocked even her. She reached between them and spread her labia. “See how wet I am for you. Don’t you want to put that big cock inside me?”

With a savage grunt, Jake pressed the head against her entrance. “Jesus, I’m not even half an inch in, and your pussy’s already attempting to draw my dick inside you. Are you that hungry for my cock, sugar?”

“Yes, Sir.” She squirmed, but he held himself aloft. The dratted man was playing with her. And it was driving her crazy. Even though he’d given her a screaming orgasm, she was a glutton and ached to feel him filling her.

“Then take me.” Jake thrust slowly as he stuffed her with his dick. Her mouth rounded, and moans spilled forth. He was massive, not just in length, but girth.

He advanced further. Deeper. Stretched her pussy wider.

Holy shit!Willa wasn’t prepared for how tremendous he would feel. Rocking his hips, he thrust until his balls smacked against her butt. Jake propped himself up with an arm planted on the bed beside her shoulder while the other stayed at her hip.

“Fuck, you feel so good, sugar. Your pussy is snug and squeezing my dick like it doesn’t want me to leave.”

She caressed his steely chest, amazed that she got to touch such a fine specimen of manhood. He was fucking ripped. And more powerful than any man she’d ever been with. But she had a few surprises up her sleeve. She flexed her Kegels and circled her hips.

“Oh, fuck.”

“Do you like that, Sir?” She did it again.

He crowded against her. Drew his hips back and slammed inside her. The force bowed her back, and she clung to him as he repeated the move.

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