Page 170 of Sassy Love
She’s so close.
I lift my head, running a finger through her entrance. “Not yet, baby.”
“No, please . . .” she cries.
“So fucking desperate to come, Carlie.”
Her back leaves the counter, brown eyes boring down on me, her face twisted with agonized annoyance. “I?—”
“You want more, you can either beg for it or tell me just howminethis pussy is.”
Her brows fall.
I can practically see the cogs turning as she goes back and forth on which one she’ll relent to. Either is fine by me. But I want her to know she’s mine and that I’m not going anywhere.
I stand and cup her face in my hands. “Beg or confess.”
Her browns line with silver, and still no answer spills through her lips. “Confess,” she whispers.
“I’m all ears.” I drop my forehead to hers.
“I love you, Lawson Rawlins. I’m yours.” She huffs a breathy laugh. “My pussy is yours. And...”
“And?” I lean back, searching her face.
“Please, Cowboy. Please fuck me. I need you. I want every part of you. Every amazing fucking inch of you.”
“Both, I’m impressed.”
She leans closer and nips my bottom lip. It stings a little before copper slips into my mouth.
“Oh, you’ve done it now, Princess.”
“I have?” Her eyes widen as they flicker over my face.
“Oh yeah.” I slide her from the counter and onto my hips. “Now I’m going to make you wait so long.”
“No, Laws.” Her hands palm my jaw. “No, please.”
I love her begging. Not because it makes her submissive, but because the way she needs me makes me feel whole. Like no matter what, I’ll be able to take care of her. Of us. No matter what comes our way.
I wander to the bedroom with her resting on my hips.
“The bed? How vanilla, Cowboy.” She narrows her eyes at me.
Ignoring her sassy little barb, I sit on the bed and manhandle her until her back is to me. She looks over her shoulder with a lazy smile. “Wanna watch me bounce, Cowboy?”
“Fuck yes.”
She lines herself up with my aching cock. And fuck, I can’t wait another damn second. I grip her hips, slamming her downward as I thrust up.
“Oh god, Laws.” Her head falls back, strawberry blonde waves swaying down her back.
This is it. The sight of her, her bare curves, her hair over her back, small shoulders dipping to a slim waist that ends with her perfect round ass now bobbing up and down on my cock.
My grip on her hips tightens as I groan.
She rises slower this time, looking over her shoulder.
