Page 88 of The Fantasy League
For a brief second, I was tempted to pull over to the side of the road and fuck her so hard that the car shook for a passerby to see. But I stopped.
I wanted her all to myself.
And I was much more of a gentleman than to fuck her in the back of my car for our first time together.
“No, Red.” I plucked her hand off of my aching cock and placed it back over on her side of the car. “I don’t like telling you no, but I want you to finish first…always.” Scarlett’s jaw dropped. “Got it?”
A devilish grin took over her lips, and I moved my hand back over to her clenched thighs, massaging her soft skin.
At another stoplight, I leaned over the console and whispered in a low, husky voice against her ear. “Plus, I already told you the first time I come with you it’s going to be so deep inside your pussy your head will spin.” My hands primally gripped the upmost point of her thigh and her legs clenched my fingers even tighter than before. “You going to be able to wait until we get home?” I taunted with a smug smirk.
TWENTY-FOUR
SCARLETT
Abel whippedhis blacked-out SUV into the driveway after going ten over the speed limit through the entire neighborhood. He was definitely going to be waking up to a firm email from security patrol reminding him that inching his vehicle closer to the gate will, in fact, not make it open any faster.
He came around the car to open my door, and I barely made it out before our mouths were connected once again. Our tongues desperately glided against each other and our hands desperately grabbed at each other’s clothes as we stumbled our way toward the front door.
Abel kept our mouths locked and one hand cemented on my hip as he reached into his front pocket for his house key and unlocked the door. “Inside,” he rasped, motioning for me to walk through the doorway ahead of him and slapping my ass as I did.
The second the door closed behind us, he twirled me around at the waist, and before I could blink, his lips crashed down to mine again. Both of his hands slid into my hair sensually and he slowly walked me backward until my back pressed against the wall.
I felt drunk at the taste of him.
Like one more taste would never be enough of him to ease the ache in my core.
Our tongues swept against each other's, fighting for control. His hands slid down my neck and chest until he was caressing both of my breasts. Abel sucked my bottom lip between his teeth and tugged softly, sending a moan from my lips.
An impatient groan tore out of him at the sound and he instinctively dug his hardened length against my stomach, which made heat settle between my legs.
Holy hell, that was hot.
Dragging me back away from the door, he inched me backward into the kitchen, keeping our lips sealed until I felt my butt hit the cool kitchen island.
He wrapped his hands underneath my thighs and hoisted me up to sit on the counter and my dress pooled up around my hips, exposing my panties. Abel looked down at the green lace thong that left little to the imagination with a smug smile before grinding his hard cock up and down my center as he kissed me until my underwear was soaked with arousal.
I was so hot I was surprised that I hadn’t left a wet spot on the front of his pants.
Abel’s fingers looped the straps of my dress and dragged them down to expose my bare breasts. Never in my life had I been so grateful for dresses with built-in padding until this moment. Abel must not have expected me to be braless under my dress based on the sharp breath he sucked in. I could feel his lips curving into a smile against mine.
He trailed his mouth across my jaw until he reached my neck. His lips sucked hard against the sensitive skin, which made me gasp.
“Fuck,” he whispered against my skin, inching downward and sucking one of my nipples into the warmth of his mouth, flicking and swirling the tight point with his tongue. My back arched instinctively and when his teeth tugged lightly, I couldn’t stop the loud moan that passed through me.
Abel immediately pulled me down from the counter and whirled me around, bending me over the island and shoving my dress over my hips. He palmed my ass with one hand and smacked it with the other so hard that the sting lingered. “I fucking love this ass.”
I groaned as my nipples hardened against the cool marble countertop while he pressed his bulge against me. I arched to mold into him and wiggled my ass up and down against him. Pulling my hair to one side, he kissed the nape of my neck, which elicited a shiver down my spine. He sucked and licked so vigorously that I was sure I’d have hickeys to cover up tomorrow.
Worth it.
Pretty sure my boss wouldn’t mind either.
“You have no idea how many times I’ve thought about bending you over this counter and fucking you senseless, Red. No idea.” A whimper left my lips as he kissed down my back. He continued to move downward while pulling my soaked panties over to the side. I felt the cool air as he spread my ass cheeks apart. “You drove me fucking crazy walking around here in the mornings with those short shorts and tight-ass jeans.”
Every nerve ending throughout my entire body felt like it was going to combust. His hot breath ignited my skin with every word he spoke.
I wasn’t sure when I became a fan of dirty talk, but holy shit, was it doing something to me. I could feel my wetness begin to drip down my thighs while I waited for Abel to put his mouth on me.
