Page 61 of Playing a Player (Sweet Cravings 1)

"No, right now, I just want to fuck you senseless." He stood up and walked behind me again, trailing his fingers down my spine. "Until you can't take any more." His hand dipped between my thighs as he pushed them back apart.

I heard the rip of foil and closed my eyes. Please be done teasing me.

And as if answering my needs he grabbed my hips and thrust his thick cock deep inside of me.

"Yes!" I moaned.

Last time he had been slow and gentle at first, letting me adjust to having his massive cock inside of me. But not this time. He was fucking me hard. And I loved every second of it. His hips moved faster and faster as his fingers dug into my hips. It felt like a lifetime ago that I had him inside of me. It was all I ever wanted. Him so deep inside of me that it hurt.

He tilted his hips so that his erection hit a spot inside of me that only he could find.

"Rory," I groaned.

He grabbed my hair and tilted my head back, making me arch my back more. He was fucking me relentlessly, harder than I had ever been fucked. I pushed against the countertop, trying to prevent myself from collapsing on top of it.

His other hand slid down my stomach and his fingers brushed against my swollen clit. "You can come now, Keira."

And I shattered. Finally. "Rory! Oh God." I had never felt such relief. All of his teasing. All the days of wanting him. I clenched around him, waiting for his own release. But it didn't come. He continued fucking me, harder than ever.

"I'm not even close to being done with you yet," he said and pulled out of me.

I wasn't sure how much more I could take. I was completely spent. He grabbed my arm, spun me around and pulled me into his chest. His erection was pressed against my stomach. And somehow it no longer mattered that I had just orgasmed. The way he was looking at me made everything below my waistline clench again. He had such control over me.

He leaned down and kissed me as he grabbed my thighs and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around him and let my fingers run through his hair. He was carrying me back to his bedroom. He slammed my back against his door and reached for the doorknob. It reminded me of the first time we had slept together.

I placed my hand on his cheek and turned his face back to me. "Here," I said. My voice was laced with desire.

"Here," he repeated. He pulled my hips back and shoved his length back inside of me.

Fuck. I turned my head, pressing my cheek against the cool door. I gripped his hair.

He grabbed my wrists and pulled my hands away from him, pinning them against the doorframe. I tried to move my arms, but they were immobilized. I was completely at his mercy. And I loved when he was in control of me.

With each thrust my ass banged against the door, reminding me of where he had spanked me. Somehow it aroused me even more. I moaned as he made the desire build and build. His fingers tightened around mine as I felt myself tightening around his cock.

"Keira," he groaned as I came again. He bit my lower lip and turned my face back toward his. He kissed me hard as he came. He groaned in my mouth as he continued to slide his length in and out of me. I clenched around him one last time and let my head fall back against the door. He pulled out of me and released his grip on my hands. My back slid down the door until I was sitting on the floor. He smiled down at me.

"Now I just want to tease you even more often so you'll do that to me again." I smiled up at him.

His eyebrows lowered slightly. "I'll do that to you whenever you want."

"Deal," I sighed and closed my eyes.

He laughed and picked me up in his arms. "Your bed or mine?"

"I want to sleep with you."

"Okay."

I heard his door open and close. He placed me down on his sheets and his familiar cinnamon scent completely engulfed me. He slowly took off my high heels and dropped them on the floor. As soon as he lay down beside me, I put my head on his chest. No more one night stand nonsense. Rory was all mine. I fell asleep with his arms wrapped around me.

Chapter 25

When I woke up, Rory wasn't lying next to me. I closed my eyes and took one more deep breath of his cinnamon scented sheets. This was where I wanted to spend every night. I felt like the luckiest girl in the world.

I slowly climbed out of his bed. The only thing in here that was mine were my high heels. I grabbed one of Rory's t-shirts off the ground, pulled it on, and looked in the mirror. My makeup was smudged, but fortunately it looked sexy instead of horrendous. I hoped Rory was out there. I picked up my shoes and walked out of his room.

Rory wasn't in the kitchen. I looked at the counter and felt myself blushing. Eating there would never be the same. I walked past the kitchen, turned the corner to go into the living room, and ran right into someone.

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