Page 22 of T-Bone
Close was exactly where I wanted her, but I wasn’t ready to tip her over the edge. Not yet. “Good.” I pounded harder and deeper and the moment I felt the telltale pulsing, squeezing the life out of my cock, I stopped and slowly pulled out.
“No,” she cried out and looked at me with outrage in her eyes. “Is this a game?”
“Yes.” I nodded, smiling as her gaze narrowed. “And you’ll love it.” I grabbed her thigh and flipped her onto her stomach. “Promise.” I smacked her ass, enjoying the way she cried out and rolled her hips against the bed.
She pushed to her knees and arched her back, exposing that wet cunt to my gaze again. “Please,” she moaned.
“Down,” I demanded, pushing at her back until she was flat on the bed. “Yeah, just like that.” I gripped her hips and slid deep, loving the way her pussy strangled me from this position.
“Oh fuck,” she cried out when I sank balls deep. “More,” she demanded.
Even with my weight pressed down on her, she raised her hips and matched me stroke for stroke, which only made my cock harder. “You like it.”
“Love. It.” She shot back, smiling over her shoulder at me.
I gripped the edge of the bed on either side of her body and pumped into her, hard strokes, deep strokes, that made her flutter around me. It was intoxicating, the way she gave herself over to the pleasure. I knew she still had her doubts about me, but she wanted this as much—if not more—than I did.
But it wasn’t enough.
I released the bed and gripped her throat just tight enough to draw a gasp from her. She made no effort to escape, in fact, she leaned back and gave me a better grip. My cock swelled and I fucked her harder.
“Oh. My. God. Yes!”
My cock craved the sounds she made when she was happy, when she was turned on. “Faith.”
“I’m close,” she panted.
“Good.” I slid one hand between her and the bed, finding her clit hot and pulsing. I fingered that swollen nub until she clamped down hard on my cock, pulsing while I pounded into her, over and over again.
“Oh fuck, T-Bone! I’m. Coming.” Her words were breathless but loud. Her body trembled. Her orgasm was violent and perfect, so fucking perfect it took seconds before my nuts were empty, and I pumped my come into her body.
“Fuck, Faith.” My hips slowed but they never stopped until her body melted into the mattress.
She laughed, the sound was sharp and loud. And then she laughed again, louder and harder. “That was amazing.”
I smiled to myself as I slowly pulled out of her body and rolled onto my back. “Amazing, huh?”
“Oh yeah,” she nodded, a wide grin on her face. “That was unlike any sex I’ve ever had. I thought I’d have to be in love to experience sex likethatbut… wow. That was intense.” Her big green eyes watched me, tried to figure me out. She studied me for a long time before leaning forward and pressing a kiss to my chest. “Thank you for that.”
Thank you?No woman had ever thanked me for sex before and Faith was genuine, which threw me for a loop. “I think I should be thanking you.”
She shook her head. “No, you earned it.” She rolled onto her back and heaved out a sigh. “But I think we both earned the food.” She scrambled off the bed and grabbed the bags, pulling out a Shiloh Valley t-shirt, which she slipped over her naked body.
I growled angrily. “Wish I hadn’t bought that damn thing.”
She laughed and brought the food to the bed. “You’ve seen plenty of me,” she said absently as she opened the container with her burger in it and moaned.
“Not enough,” I shot back and threw the sheet over my lap to devour my own burger. “You’re kind of a wildcat.”
“Not really,” she shook her head, answering around a bite of food. “I can promise you none of my exes would agree with that assessment.”
That surprised me. “Well, I guess they didn’t know what to do with a passionate woman with a hot body and a wet pussy.”
She shivered at my words, a blush stained her cheeks. “If you say so.”
I watched her finish her burger, her gaze kept flickering to mine in that hungry way I was starting to read very well. “Faith.”
She looked up at me and then her gaze darted away. “Yes?”
