Page 114 of False Play
Take a fucking deep breath. Don’t go embarrassing yourself now.
“Henry,” Kennedy moaned as her hands caressed the muscles of my back, my forearms. Her touch was pure fire, like a brand searing into my skin. Like my body was hers to leave a mark, and she knew it. “Move. Do something,please.”
“Give me a sec, baby.” My voice was strained and lacked control. “I’m trying not to embarrass myself here.”
She huffed a laugh and stared at me with those bright fucking eyes, and that was all it took for me to settle into the moment. Once I had a handle on my emotions and my dick, I started pumping slowly, unhurried. It was…surreal. Her pussy was warm, and perfect and tight. My gaze landed on where we connected, and I was ready to lose it all over again with the way her juices coated me.
“Look at that pretty cunt, taking my cock like it’s desperate for my cum.” I bit my lip to hold back the pathetic groan that wanted to escape me. Only a woman like Kennedy could make me want to be vocal and loud; it was almost too embarrassing.
Her pussy clenched at my words. “Iamdesperate for it. Please, keep fucking me nice and hard.” Every word she spoke was breathless, with an undeniable, raw need.
With a satisfying deep growl, I slid out of her. Her feet met the ground, and I turned her around. Then I bent her over and pushed her chest and face against the window. My gaze landed on her jersey, and something possessive came over me. I moved her hair to the side to take a good look at the way she wore the number eighteen and my last name so easily.
Thousands of people around the world wore it every day,but this…this was a moment I was going to remember for the rest of my days.
I gripped her hips and slid inside in one languid stroke, admiring how her pussy clenched around me like a vise. I continued to thrust lazily, wanting to prolong the moment. She met every single one of my thrusts with gasps and moans. Those sweet symphonies were like little droplets of heaven for my ears.
Fucking her with my jersey on unlocked a fantasy I didn’t know I had, but I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed her naked. I wanted to touch every inch of her skin. So I fisted her jersey and took it off then unclasped her bra and pushed her tits against the window as my hands caressed her hips, her back, enjoying the soft feel of her.
I leaned forward and nipped her ear as I continued a delicious, steady pace. “You look like a dream bent over for me, letting me fuck you against this window. What would you do if people could watch, huh?”
Thankfully, the windows were tinted from the outside, and the only light that was turned on in the apartment was the one underneath our kitchen cabinets. But there was no denying the way her breath hitched, followed by a loud moan as her pussy gripped me tight at my words.
Interesting.
I let out a knowing chuckle. “You’d like that? For people to watch as I fuck this tight, pretty hole?”
“God,yes,” she moaned.
“Too bad I’m a selfish man, and I don’t share what’s fucking mine.” I didn’t care how unhinged I sounded. I didn’t give a fuck we hadn’t talked about exclusivity. I was a madman consumed by this intoxicating goddess.
She balled her hand in a fist and hit the window. “Henry,fuck.”
“What, baby?”
“That had no business sounding so hot,” she replied through a breathless laugh.
Her comment pulled a genuine smile out of me. I loved how open and unapologetic she was. I was sure it was what made sex between us so good.
Feeling bold and wrapping myself in the moment, my thumb found her clit, and I circled a few times to get my digit nice and wet. Then I moved my finger and slowly prodded her puckered hole.
She let out a hiss followed by a low, “Oh.”
“Has anyone ever taken you here, Kenny?” I rasped.
She shook her head without a word.
“Hmm.” My voice was deep and gruff. “I’d love to be the first one day,” I said as I continued to stimulate her tight hole. “Would you like that?”
“Yes,” she moaned, but then followed it with, “only if you let me play with yours, too.”
Fucking hell.
It was in this moment I decided I was going to marry this woman one day. Even if I had to speak it into existence and manifest the fuck out of it.
“Sounds like a plan to me.” I inserted my thumb deeper as my thrusts continued to become more frantic.
Those words alone spurred me into action. I was an open guy in bed, willing to try anything. The sound of it was… Well, let’s just say there was another fantasy unlocked.
