“Yay, the money’s ours. Good timing, Brooks. You always come through in the bottom of the ninth.” She tossed aside her phone and shifted onto her back, eyeing my stiff cock with a lick of her lips. “Or is that the top? You’re reaching some heights right now.”
“I can’t really accept that money. Illegal betting is a serious violation.”
“It’s disconcerting to be lectured while your dick is pointing at me in a very authoritative manner. Did you train it to do tricks?” She laughed as I rolled her underneath me and kissed her to keep her quiet.
She framed my face in her hands, her palms buzzing over my whiskers while her amusement turned into moans. I cupped her breast, playing with one taut tip as she parted her legs and hitched them on my hips.
“Already?” I teased between kisses. “I might need foreplay, you know. What kind of man do you think I am?”
“Mine,” she said simply, flexing her hips so that driving into her was as natural as taking my next breath. “And this time, take off the kid gloves. I’m fine,” she said her words breaking off as I did exactly what she asked.
Long, slow, deep, then deeper and harder as I grabbed her wrists and drew them over her head. I pulled her lower lip between my teeth before I adjusted my stance and yanked her leg over my shoulder, forcing her back into the pillows. She wrestled against me, trying to get free, and I dug in, using the force of my hands and my cock to keep her right where I wanted her.
“I have practice at this,” I reminded her, kissing her as hard as I was fucking her.
She nipped the tip of my tongue, and I chuckled before her pussy clamped around me and nearly made me come on the spot.
“I need my damn hand.” I let go of her wrists and rolled her on top of me as I arched to grab my tie off the nightstand.
She moaned at the brief separation before she seated herself on my cock again, sliding down right to the root with a look of pure feminine power lighting her eyes.
And then she noticed the tie.
I yanked it tight between my hands before I leaned up to catch her behind the neck, using it to drag her mouth to mine. She made that sound in her throat, the one that I craved with every fiber of my being.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.”
It was all I needed.
“Next time, you’ll finish that ride.”
She braced one hand on the tight muscles right above my groin and drew herself up and down a few times, adding a swivel of her hips on every pass. Her wetness coated my length in the pale morning light. “Time to get off.”
And then she shifted off me and slid onto the bed, ass in the air, wrists crossed at the small of her back.
The perfect supplicant, giving me her total trust.
I swallowed hard, moving into position behind her. Even if she hadn’t said aloud the words I’d given her last night, I didn’t need them. Her trust was worth as much.
Loosely, I bound her wrists. This wasn’t the proper thing for something like this, but it wouldn’t take long. I was already hard enough to cut glass. Seeing her prone before me, her dark wavy hair cascading down her back to her ass, was nearly enough to send me over.
I drove into her, using the tie to drag her up, and she cried out like I’d hit her just right. So, I did it again. And again. Going farther and with more force, trusting she’d tell me if I was hurting her.
“More. Please.”
I got off one more stroke before her head dropped forward and she convulsed around me, milking my pleasure until it nearly poured out of me into her pulsing pussy.
Bare. Naked. Giving me all of her like she’d take every drop of me.
I jerked her back against my chest and scraped my teeth over her shoulder before I slid my hand around her thigh to rub her clit. Gently now, since she was still trembling. But I didn’t let up on my attention as I adjusted my position and thrust into her again, hard and fast and deep.
She slumped with her renewed spasms and would’ve fallen into the pillows if my iron grip on the tie hadn’t kept her upright. My gaze shot to her reddened wrists, and I debated loosening the fabric until she sent me a blazing look over her shoulder.
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nbsp; “Don’t you dare.”
“Don’t tell me what to do.” I let go of her and she fell into the bedding, letting out a frustrated growl.