Page 39 of Endurance
“SIT ON MY FACE,”I command, seated at the foot of Belle’s bed with my bare feet on the ground, naked as the night she picked me up.
“What?” Belle’s brows crinkle as she steps out of her attached bath, unabashedly mirroring my nakedness.God, she’s sexy.
We’ve been at it like rabbits since the second we left Cam and Indie. I’d like to say I was able to hold out until we made it upstairs to her bedroom, but I’m afraid her staircase suited us just fine for round one. I can still picture her perfectly sculpted arm reaching out and gripping the iron railing as I pounded into her as fast as my footballer legs would allow.
Round two took place on her bed where she fulfilled her promise and tied me down with scarves, going as far as blindfolding me and dominating me like the wild temptress she is.
“Sit on my face,” I repeat.
She crosses her arms and leans against the doorframe. “Tanner, this is stupid. I appreciate that you want to have ‘dinner beneath the bridge,’ but why can’t I lie down on the bed like a normal human?”
“Because I’ve wanted to taste you since forever, but I can’t seem to stop myself from fucking you. So I want your sweet little pussy to use my face as a chair until I beg for air.”
“God, you’re a sick fuck,” she scoffs.
“Stop acting like it’s not turning you on.” I crack her bare arse with my hand as she walks by me and stretches herself out on the bed.
As far as coming back for seconds of sex, Camden was right. This isn’t bad so far.
Belle’s hands are stretched out above her head, and I smirk at the bite mark I left on the inside of her bicep. “Is it weird I like my mark on you?”
She looks at her arm and rolls her eyes. “Of the list of creep-factors you’ve wowed me with this evening, this seems rather adolescent in comparison.”
I climb back up onto her bed, hovering over the top of her. Her cheeks are flushed red from our exertions, but I’m pleased to see she’s abandoned any self-conscious ideas she had about her body. Every inch of her is stunning, even down to her smart mouth.
I bite down on her nipple until she screams. “Your fucking mouth gets you into a lot of trouble, doesn’t it?”
She grabs my hair and yanks my head up so I’m looking at her. “Probably not as much as your dick gets you into trouble.”
Touché, Belle Ryan. Touché.
I drop all pretenses. “Now, climb on my face already before I decide to tie you down this time.”
I spent the night with a woman for the first time in my entire life and I didn’t die.
I woke up with all my faculties still about me and my limbs all intact. Though, my dick is a bit on the raw side so I can’t imagine how Belle is feeling, the insatiable minx she is.
After our epic fuckathon last night, I intended to go home. I really did. But screwing Belle Ryan most of the night was more exhausting than two-a-day workouts for Bethnal Green. Believe me, I’m not complaining.
When I finally muster up the strength to sit up, I see Belle stride out of her bathroom in green scrubs. Her eyes are bright and alert, her black hair is pulled back into a high bun, and she’s got a bag over her shoulder. She looks intimidating.
“Morning,” she says with a small smile.
“Off to work already?” I ask, feeling like a lazy sod.
She nods and bites her lip. “I have a special patient coming in this morning so I’m heading in early to prepare.”
“Are you…erm…operating?” I suddenly feel very weird about fucking her like an animal last night when she’s about to go and save a baby’s life or something.
“No, it’s actually just an ultrasound appointment, so no surgeries scheduled.”
I nod. “That’s good. I erm…feel kind of bad keeping you up late like that. I forget that you’re not suspended from your job.”
She baulks, “If I needed to go to bed, I would have said. Have you ever known me to hold back on you?”
This makes me smirk. “No, certainly not.”
“I’ll be fine.” She begins rummaging in her bag and pulls out a set of keys. “But can you maybe lock up after you leave? I mean, you don’t have to hurry out or anything. I just erm…There’s no other way for me to lock my flat. Or if you want, I can give you a lift home.”
