Page 67 of Play Fake
I set her gently on the ground, and I reach down to flick the button of her jeans. At the same time, she reaches down and rubs my cock over my jeans, and I thrust my hips at her hand, showing her just how fucking hard she makes me.
I dip my fingers into the front of her jeans, bypass her panties, and head right for her cunt. I slide my fingers through her, and she parts her legs for me, closing her eyes as the rubbing of my cock momentarily stops and she loses focus.
“Oh, God,” she moans as I push my finger in. It glides right in because she’s as wet as the fucking ocean floor down there.
I can’t help my hiss as I ease my finger back. “Fuck, that’s a wet cunt,” I murmur.
Her only response is to shove her hips down onto my hand, as if telling me to finger her harder.
I want to, but her jeans are restricting me. I get them out of the way by peeling them down her legs along with her panties, and I back up a second to appreciate the beauty that is a fully naked Ainsley Riggs in my bedroom.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” I murmur, and I move to guide her to the bed.
She stops me, and she yanks on my jeans button. She pushes them down my legs, leaving my boxers in place for now, and I let her take the lead. If she’s not quite ready for my cock, I won’t release him yet.
She grabs hold of my cock over my boxers, however, and starts to pump, giving me a hand job.
“Fuck, Ains, that feels so good,” I mutter. I shove my hips toward her hand to encourage her to keep going, but it’stoogood. I’m going to lose it before I get the chance to push inside her, and I refuse to let this night end too early.
I pull back out of her reach, and this time I grab her into my arms and set her on the bed. I pull my boxers off so we’re both naked, and her eyes go wide as she takes in my naked body.
“Holy shit, Dex. That’s…uh, you’re…um—wow.”
I chuckle as I move around the side of the bed and grab a condom and the lube just in case she needs it, and then I climb over her. I hover there, and our eyes meet. Her lips are parted,and she looks gorgeous as she looks up at me with nervous, still trusting eyes.
I reach down with one hand to slip my fingers back inside of her, and she leans her neck back as her eyes close. Her hips sway in time with the way I’m fingering her, and soft moans fall from her mouth, the kind of moans I’ll be thinking about next week when I’m trying to fall asleep at camp and can’t because I can’t stop thinking of her.
Fuck, I want to be inside her. I know I need to take this slow for her sake, but I’m only a man. I’m not sure I have the strength to wait another second.
“I’m ready, Dex,” she moans, and that’s my cue.
I grab the condom, and I kneel on either side of her thighs. I hand the condom over to her because, fuck, if having a woman roll a condom on me isn’t the goddamn hottest thing to watch, and she looks at me with furrowed brows.
“Roll it on me,” I say.
“I don’t know how.”
“Open the pack, pinch the tip, and roll,” I instruct, and she starts by tearing the package open and setting the wrapper beside us. She follows my instructions, and she strokes my cock a few times once she’s done.
“Is it going to hurt?” she asks quietly.
I grab the bottle of lube. “You’re real fucking wet, but if you’re worried about it, I can use some lube.” Since this is her first time, I’ll be extra careful. I want her to enjoy it, not dread it. And first timescanbe enjoyable. Ask me how I know.
“Is it going to fit?” she asks next.
I nod slowly. “Yeah, baby. It’ll fit.”
I get some lube and squirt it on my hand, and I palm myself with it to get my cock nice and slick for her.
“God, that’s hot,” she murmurs.
I glance down at her and see her watching me stroke myself, and I can’t help but think maybe there will come a day when shecan watch me get myself off and then I can watch her get herself off.
But that day isn’t today.
I stop fisting my own cock and move so I’m hovering over her again.
“Are you ready?” I ask quietly even though she already said she is.
