Page 25 of In Your Dreams

“Do you have condoms?” She asks.

I reach up, tugging open the drawer of my nightstand, blindly feeling around until I find what I’m looking for as her hand continues to move over me. Biting down on the corner of the package, I tear it open and turn to her.

“What is the second way you’d like me to fuck you?”

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

POPPY

I don’t actually know if my body is physically capable of handling a second orgasm after the first one rocked me so hard, I saw a blinding white light for a moment. But I’m also okay if I die trying. Hell, maybe I’ll see another white light.

Then again, you probably don’t get into heaven if you’ve been eaten out by the devil. Because there’s no way his tongue is just a normal human tongue. It’s at least witchcraft or something, imbued with magical orgasm powers.

When I don’t answer him right away, he grips my thigh. It makes me think if I don’t answer, he’ll just snatch the orgasm right out of my body however he sees fit. And honestly, I kind of want him to.

“Choose, Poppy,” he says. “Or I’ll choose for you.”

A shiver runs down my spine. My entire body reacts to what he just said, my hips casually arching toward him. My hands tug at the mattress beneath me. Even my mouth goes slack as I practically pant. I’m panting. A man is making me pant like a dog. If I wasn’t experiencing it, I wouldn’t even believe it was true.

I don’t know what it is about Parker, what’s drawing me in. I don’t know why I didn’t feel it in high school. Maybe it didn’t exist then. But there’s something about him that is driving every cell in my body wild with want.

“I want you,” I say. It’s all I can manage. It doesn’t matter how, I just want him.

Parker’s lip curl into a wicked smile, his face menacing. Something tells me I won’t regret letting him choose.

“Fine,” he says, grabbing himself at the base of his shaft.

His hand rubs up and down his cock as he rolls the condom on with the other one. The entire site is mesmerizing. I could probably watch him jerk off and come despite not even touching myself.

“Roll over,” he says. “Ass up.”

Oh no. He’s not going to the back door is he?My mind races because honestly, I’m not ready for that. I’ve never done it and something tells me I’d need to ease in.

“Relax,” he says, assuringly. “I want that cunt.”

Ugh, that filthy mouth. Whatever the thing is that’s drawing me to him, I definitely think it has something to do with that mouth.

I roll over, positioning myself on all fours, feeling a little exposed but mostly comfortable. Parker makes me feel safe and beautiful, which helps. I can’t say for sure Wayne made me feel that way. At least not consistently. The funny thing about divorce is you start taking stock as you look back. And more often than not, you find pretty damning evidence that things weren’t as good as you thought in the moment.

Parker’s hand cups my pussy, drawing me back to the moment and far away from my negative thoughts. He squeezes me, his fingers pulsing over me but not entering me.

I push back toward him, into his touch, my body begging for more. These teasing touches have been driving me wild since the moment we got here.

A wanting moan escapes my throat as his hand slips away. I feel him shift closer to me on the bed, one hand on my hip to steady himself.

“Poppy?” He says his voice low and ragged.

“Yes?” I say, nearly breathless.

“Tell me you want this,” he says. ‘Tell me you want me.”

I look back at him over my shoulder, no hesitation. “I want you, Parker. I want this.”

Parker moves in, his dick sliding over me. As he begins to move back and forth, the tip teases my clit. My eyes rolls back in pleasure, in want. I need this.

I press my ass flush against him, silently begging for relief. His hand presses into the small of my back, as he lines up with me. And then, he parts me. The tip lingers there for a moment before pushing slowly in, filling me up.

The pressure of him inside me is almost more than I can take as he slides back out and then in again. His thick cock makes me ache and I know it won’t take long to come again.

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