Page 72 of Force Play
He quickly charges inside, letting the door fall shut behind him. “Needed to stop by my room first,” he says, pulling several condoms out of his pocket and tossing them on the table. He closes the distance between us now, sealing his lips over mine as he backs me against the wall.
The kiss is sloppy and intense, every bit of want we have for each other spilling over. I nip at Ari’s bottom lip, and he grinds against me, letting me feel what I do to him. I slip my hand between us and cup him over his pants, running my palm up and down his erection.
His grin as he stares at me is wicked, and need throbs between my legs. “Can’t get enough of me, can you, Spitfire?” he says assuredly, as if it’s him and not his dick I’m after. “You’re just my little cockwhore.”
I run my finger up his throat and rest it under his chin. “I’m nobody’s whore. But you…” I lick my bottom lip, and he tracesthe movement. “You’re my little cuntslut.” I lean in closer now, ghosting my lips over his. “Are you my slut, Ari?”
“Fuck yes, I am.”
“Look at you,” I coo, running my hand through his hair. “You don’t fuck the same woman twice, but here you are, practically ready to beg for another taste of my pussy.”
“You want me to beg, sweetheart? Because I will. I’ll fucking beg you to let me taste you again.”
“So eager,” I smirk. “Show me how pretty you can beg, baby, and maybe you’ll get to eat.” I take hold of the end of his tie, using it like a leash to pull him over to the bed. I sit down on the edge of it and push Ari down to his knees in front of me.“Beg.”
“Please,” he pleads. “Let me taste you again.”
I click my tongue. “You can do better than that, Casanova.”
Ari’s breathing grows more rapid, and the heat from his eyes is molten. “Let me have you, Lucia. I need another taste. I’m fuckingdyingto eat you again. I need to feel you unravel on my tongue; need you to flood me with your cum. Please, sweetheart. I’m fucking desperate.”
I lean forward and tilt his chin so we’re face to face. “Good boy. I think you’ve earned another taste.”
Ari immediately kisses me as he loops his arms around me, finding the zipper at the back of my dress and pulling it down. I slip the sleeves off my arms and let the top fall around my waist, exposing my bare breasts.
“God, you have great tits,” he says before sucking a nipple into his mouth and then repeating the action to the other side. “Lift your hips so I can take the rest of this off of you.” I comply, and he slides my dress down over my legs and lets it fall, pooling on the floor in front of his knees.
I slip my panties off as well, leaving me bare in front of him. “Still look as good in full lighting?” I smirk.
Ari licks his lips. “Even better.” He runs his finger between my legs, gathering up my arousal. “And you’re so goddamn wet. Fucking drenched.”
“Then shut up and do something about it.” He smirks before leaning in, swiping at me from back to front, ending with his tongue on my clit.“Yes…”
“You had to be so quiet before,” he muses. “I can’t wait to hear how loud I can actually make you.”
He sucks my clit into his mouth, and my hips fly off the bed. “Fuck!”
This entire moment is frantic, like Ari needs me so desperately that he can’t wait any longer to unravel me.
And if that’s what he’s going for, he’s succeeding because this is even better than the first time.
I moan as he pushes two fingers into me, thrusting them in time with the flicks of his tongue over my clit. Even his fingers fill me up perfectly.
“Tell me, Lucia,” Ari mutters from between my legs. “Are you a squirter?”
“Yes,” I exhale, answering honestly.
“Oh, fuck yes…”
Is he… trying to make me squirt?
Most men seem tothinkit’s something they want, but then they just end up disappointed by all the cleanup.
Most men also have no idea how to actually make it happen, so I have to do it for them.
But, apparently, Ari knows exactly what to do. Without my guidance, he starts rubbing his fingers inside me against my front wall, pressing on the bundle of nerves there while he uses his free hand to push my belly down. He sucks my clit into his mouth again, and I feel all that pressure building up and fighting for release.
“Ari…” I moan breathlessly. “Oh my God…”
