Fake Marriage (Contemporary Romance Box Set)

I lifted my finger to my lips and sucked, tasting her sweet juices, and effectively drawing her attention back to sex.

“Better than cannoli,” I said.

Her cheeks and chest flushed and I knew she was as hot as I was.

“Do you have fantasies?” I asked her. Trina was always wound up so tight, I wondered if she ever had flights of fancy. I knew she was responsive and eager in bed, but did she have dirty, nasty thoughts or desires?

“I don’t know.” Her voice sounded self-conscious.

“Do you want to know mine?” I gently rubbed my palm over her hard-distended nipple.

She sighed. “Yes.”

“There’s a bunch. They all star you.”

Her gaze lifted to mine.

“This is one. Out here in my truck. It’s left over from high school.”

Her smile was so sweet, I couldn’t help but kiss her.

“Some are dirty. You ready?”

She nodded.

“One involves fucking your tits.”

Her breath hitched, and her eyes flashed with interest.

“Your tits have starred in my fantasies since high school.”

“You jerk off to me?” She sounded surprised by that.

“All the time. Well, not lately because I have the real thing right now. What about you, Katrina.” I loved the quick intake of breath she had when I called her by her full name. “Do you think of me when you pleasure yourself?” It was a crazy question. For one, I wasn’t sure she was a woman who touched herself. Second, she’d hated me for so long, why would she fantasize about me when trying to get off? “Never mind—”

“Sometimes.”

My brows shot up. “Really. Even though you didn’t like me?”

She looked down, her hand brushing over my nipple, making me forget my name for a moment. “My fantasy was to dominate you. Punish you for embarrassing me and then making you pleasure me.”

“Fuck that’s hot.” I rolled on my back and pulled her over me. “Hurt me, baby.”

Her smile was vulnerable and it made me feel like the luckiest man in the world that she’d allow that with me.

“I don’t want to punish you anymore.”

“So, what do you want to do to me?” I asked, gently caressing her back.

“I don’t know. I like riding you but that seems so tame after this conversation.”

I levered up and kissed her. “I like it when you ride me.” I wrapped my arms around her back and pulled her over my dick but not impaling her on me. “You look like a goddess as you seek your pleasure.”

She blushed.

I ran my fingers through her hair, fluffing it out so it looked wanton and sexy. “I like watching you come.”

She moaned. “How embarrassing.”