Page 50 of Spin The Bottle
She breathes hard. “Fast,” she says, shaking her head. “I want to come so bad.”
“Don’t worry that pretty little head of yours,” I tell her, keeping my thumb on her clit and bring my middle finger to her sopping wet entrance, pushing inside of her in one quick thrust. Her hands grab onto my arms, gasping when I fuck her with my finger. “I’m going to make you feel so good, no matter what I do.”
I push another finger into her, stretching her out, getting her ready to take all of me, and in a matter of minutes, she’s shaking, clamping her legs closed around my hand. She drops her head back, moaning, a gush of wet heat coating my fingers as she comes so beautifully. Flushed cheeks, lips parted as she screams out in ecstasy, her eyes squeezed shut.
When she comes down from the high, I grip her waist and flip her over without any warning, placing a pillow under her hips. “Don’t move,” I tell her, running my hands over her full ass.
I get off the bed, looking at her sweet ass in the air for me and strip off my pants and boxers in one go, throwing them onto the floor.
“Condom,” she reminds me, looking at me from behind her shoulder. “In my nightstand.”
I let out a dark chuckle. “You know damn well those won’t fit me.” She rolls her eyes and turns back around, knowing the condoms she has are way too small. I grab the condom I brought and rip the packet, rolling it on my length, giving it a few strokes before I’m standing at the foot of the bed.
I grip her waist, pulling her until she’s less than an inch away from me. She gasps when she feels me there.
“Spread yourself open for me,” I tell her, running my cock over her wet cunt, letting it get drenched in her juices.
“You’re not the boss of me,” she mutters, looking at me from behind her shoulder.
I break out into a smirk, pressing into her. “Do you not want me to fuck you?” She rolls her eyes in pleasure when I run my cock through her folds, and when I retreat, she grabs her ass cheeks and spreads them until I can see her pretty, pink pussy dripping and ready for me.
My brows lift, a cocky grin on my face when I start to push into her. In a matter of seconds, her head drops to the bed, groaning when I fill her up. “Not got much to say now, do you?” I continue to push deeper into her, my eyes rolling to the back of my head when I feel how tight she is around me. “You’ve got an attitude until you’re stuffed with my cock.” I push a few inches deeper until she moans, dropping her hands.
“Did I tell you to move?” I ask her, squeezing her ass, watching as she swallows me inside of her. “Hands behind your back.”
She groans and I think she’s going to defy me again but she places her hands behind her back, crossing her wrists. I keep one hand holding onto her hip and grab both of her wrists with the other, thrusting all the way in. She lets out a desperate moan when I’m deep inside of her.
Holy fuck. The feeling when I first push all the way in is the best, feeling her contract around me, stretching to accommodate for my size, it’s fucking perfection. I wait until she’s adjusted to me before I pull back a few inches and thrust back in, the skin of my thighs slapping against her ass. The sound is music to my ears.
I watch, entranced at where we’re connected, watching her stretch to take me, bumping her hips back to fuck me. Her hands are still on the small of her back, pinned there by my hands.
“Oh fuck. I’m going to come.”
“God yes,” I breathe out, letting go of her hands. I press into the bed, thrusting inside of her, feeling her squeeze every inch of me. It’s so good. So damn good. “I love hearing you come.” I exhale, pressing my lips to her shoulder, giving her another deep thrust until she’s moaning so loud. Best part of her having her own place is she can be as loud as she wants. I love every noise that comes from her. It drives me insane.
“I’m so close, please, Aiden.”
My dick twitches inside of her. “Oh fuck. Say my name again.”
She drops her head. “Faster. Aiden, please.”
I lift onto my knees, holding onto her hips as I thrust faster and harder, feeling my balls tighten. In a matter of minutes, she’s there, crashing onto the bed and burying her screams into the mattress, and I’m right behind her, my thrusts getting sloppy, faster, harder, mindlessly fucking her until I groan, spilling into the condom inside of her.
I wait until we’re both breathing evenly again, but I don’t pull out of her just yet. I can’t. I just keep thrusting slowly inside her, unable to stop the pleasure from coursing through my body.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” I tell her, groaning as I push inside of her, and out, and in again. “I just came and I could go again.”
She rolls underneath me, causing my dick to slip out of her until she turns and faces me, giving me a smile while she licks her lips. So damn pretty.
I fall onto the bed beside her and blow out a breath. Holy shit. I knew we had insane sexual attraction between us, but every time we fuck, I’m astounded at how good it is.
I’ve never really been into cuddling and Leila seems to be on board when she sits up, shuffling to the edge of the bed, looking at me behind her shoulder. “Are you free on Friday?” she asks.
Disappointment builds in my chest when I shake my head, my eyes dipping down to her plump ass before she pulls her pants up. “I have a game.”
She picks up my jeans, frowning when something falls out of the pocket. I watch as she opens up a piece of paper, her eyes widening as she reads it. “34D?” she asks, raising her brows. “Sounds impressive,” she quips, pressing her lips into a flat line. “Did you call her?”
I scratch the back of my neck, noting how she seems off. We haven’t really talked about what we’re doing here. Are we seeing other people… are we not? “That’s been there since my party.” I completely forgot about it, and even now I couldn’t pick the girl out of a line-up.
