Page 62 of Falling for Red
“So polite,” I tease, grateful she wants to keep going because I do not want to stop now. I fucking love making her come. “Would you like it from my cock?”
She nods, and I lean back on my knees and toss my shirt off. Taking my wallet out of my back pocket, I set it on the bed, then stand, taking off my shorts and briefs. She hums, approving, and I smirk. I can’t wait to feel her like this. Picking up my wallet, I open it to take out the condom I put there this morning.
I tilt my chin. “Get yourself to the top of the bed.”
She rolls over, crawling up, and I can’t believe how quiet she’s being. “Sparky,” I say, needing to check in again. “Are you doing good?”
“Very,” she says, sexy as ever.
“You’re so quiet.”
“I’m being a good Sub for you,” she says with a light laugh.
I grumble, mentally noting to talk more about that later. But not right now. I’m loving everything about this moment, today,the days we’ve shared. “What do you think about being a good girlfriend for me?”
“Let’s see howgoodthis dick is.”
I huff, loving her taunts. Opening the condom wrapper, I slide it on, staring at her as I do, ready to make her mine.
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Jake the multihyphenate fucking dream is about to break my back with his monster cock and make me his girlfriend. Life is good. No. Life is great.
Best vacation ever.
Positioned between my legs, he’s looking down at me like I’m the most beautiful woman in the world.
“You can close your eyes if you want.” He gives my knees a squeeze, and a soft smile grows on his lips.
“Already making concessions in our relationship?”
He leans down and presses a kiss to my neck, then kisses up to my ear. “Good girls get rewarded.”
I giggle, ready for this.
He leans back and palms his cock. “I want to go slow.”
“Okay,” I whisper, excited.
“Ready?”
“Yes.”
I breathe out as he enters me.Ah.He’s thick. All the way in, he closes his eyes like he’s savoring the moment. His lids flutter open, and he confesses, “You’re my dream girl.”
Internally melting, he’s my dream guy too. Well, the new version of my dream guy. What I should have been envisioning all along.
“So tight,” he grumbles. Jake hovers over me and leans down for a kiss. He’s barely thrusting as he tenderly kisses me.Slow.We’re going slow. I like slow, and wrap my arms around his neck, not wanting to ever stop kissing him. He bites my bottom lip, and my hips rock in response. Our eyes are searching each other, silently communicating.
“I’ll have you on all fours after this,” he says, and I smirk, loving how he can read my mind sometimes. “You’re going to have your hair in a ponytail too.”
I giggle, and he leans back, his hand running down my chest and stomach, landing on my clit. “I love watching you come.” His thumb presses just right, building me up as his cock teasingly thrusts. Then, his rhythm changes. He’s going nearly all the way out before pumping back in. “You’re a goddess.”
I pull him down to me, needing to kiss him again. He felt too far away on his knees, and I need to be close, as close as we can be. His tongue swipes across mine, and I think about how much I love his tongue. The way it spoils me. My hips rock again, getting close with his fingers and cock at work.
His chest rumbles. “You’re so tight.” His hand cups my neck, his thumb teasing the skin. “Do you want to close your eyes?”
“No.”
