Page 47 of Rough Rider (Bad Boy High)
“You need to rest.”
“I don’t know. When I eat your pussy, it makes me feel pretty damn good.”
“Oh my God!” I burst into laughter.
"I'm being serious here. Trust me." He has wrapped a towel around his waist, but his arousal is still quite evident.
"Come." I tug him back toward his room, closing the door behind us. "Drop the towel and get on the bed," I order him.
"Are you doing the same?" His brows lift.
"Yep." I point to the bed. Niki drops the towel before getting on it. He props himself up partly on the headboard in the center, but with how big he is, he takes up most of the bed, nonetheless.
I let my towel fall away as I make my way onto it, crawling up toward him. Niki takes a deep, almost shuddering breath as he watches me. His eyes are full of desire but not like the men who watch the girls dance onstage at the club.
There is desire there but also a tenderness, and dare I say devotion? Whatever it is, it empowers me, making me feel sexy and confident at the same time.
I gently run my hands up his legs, his thighs flexing under my touch. Once I’m in reach, he tries to grab me, but I scoot back.
“No touching.”
He’s about to argue, but I wrap my hand around his cock before he can, stroking him. I watch as he fights his restraint. I love how wild I drive him, but I adore that he has no problem giving control over to me.
Niki is good at reading me, and I think he can sense that I need this tonight. After so many things in my life being out ofcontrol the last few weeks, I’m not sure how long me having control is going to last, but I’ll take whatever I can get.
“Andy.” He groans my name when I swirl my tongue around the head of his cock. From the corner of my eye, I notice that he has both hands at his sides, with the comforter fisted in them. I take him into my mouth, able to go deeper than last time.
“Please, I need to touch you.”
I press my thighs together, ignoring the persistent throb there. “This is about you,” I remind him.
“AndIneed to touchyou.”
I lick my lips. “A kiss.” I can’t tell him no. I move farther up his body. Niki is quick. The second my mouth touches his, he pulls me into his lap, causing me to straddle him. His cock slides between the folds of my sex, my clit rubbing perfectly against it. This time it’s me that moans.
“Nik—” I let go of his mouth.
“This works for both of us.” His hand engulfs my breast. “Rock your pussy against me.” Niki’s thumb strokes my nipple, making it harden more.
He doesn’t have to tell me. My body is already doing it on its own. I shift my hips, rocking against his thick cock. Niki takes my mouth again, and I move faster, lifting my hips up and down, my orgasm already pushing forward.
“Niki,” I moan, dropping my head back. This feels damn good, but my pussy is getting fluttery, wanting to be filled.
“Right here.” He cups the back of my neck with his hand, tugging me closer. My chest presses to his as his lips find my neck.
“I’m close.” I thrust upward again, but this time, I go too high. A gasp leaves me when I start to drop back down, the head of his cock hitting my opening. We both freeze.
“Andy,” Niki warns.
“I feel empty.” I let myself drop down a tiny bit more, the head of his cock pushing in.
“Andy,” he grits out this time.
“You want me to stop?”
“Never, but I’m barely hanging on.”
“You want to be my first?”
