Wild Sexy Fix (Wild Sexy 2)

I laughed. “Why don’t you show me to your bedroom? I think I might have forgotten where it is.”

“Come on,” he said, laughing softly as he led the way. He turned on the lights but kept them at a low, muted intensity.

I approached the bed, and he came up behind me. His nearness made my skin tingle in anticipation. I leaned my head back to rest on his chest and he smoothed his hands over my back. He reached for my zipper and pulled it down, letting my dress fall to the ground. He undid my bra with a flick of his fingers then drew them along my arms, making me tremble.

“Turn around,” he said.

I did as he asked, turning to face him, completely naked.

His eyes darkened as he gazed at my breasts. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

I breathed. “I’m glad you think so.”

He traced his fingers over my nipples, and my lips parted. He stopped. “Get on the bed,” he commanded.

“Get undressed,” I replied.

He smiled. “You bet I will.”

I climbed unto the soft bed while he stood looking at me then he walked over to the dresser and touched a remote. Muted music poured into the room.

I raised my brows. “This is romantic.”

“No,” he corrected. “It’s sexy.”

“Okay.” I understood that romance wasn’t something that was included in the kind of relationship we had, but his instant denial rankled somewhat.

He came to the bed and removed his watch, placing it on the nightstand. There was something sexy about watching him do that. There was something hot about everything he did, and I was helpless against his effect on me.

He finally joined me on the bed, gloriously naked, and I was more than ready. I took his face in my hands and kissed him deeply then let my hands trail down his body. He rolled onto his back and I let my lips trail down over his chest and stomach, licking skin drawn tight by hard muscle before I got to my destination. I took his cock in my hand and stroked him up and down.

He exhaled audibly, and I kept my eyes on his as I lowered my lips to take him fully in my mouth. His chest rose, and he said my name. I sucked him in until he touched the back of my throat then tightened my lips around him and slowly drew my mouth over his full length.

“Jesus,” he muttered breathlessly.

I started stroking him again. “You like?”

In response, he fisted his hand around the base of his cock. “Don’t stop now,” he challenged. “Show me what that dirty mouth can do.”

I obliged. I loved having him in my mouth. I loved the way he licked his lips and said my name along with a whole string of dirty words that made me even wetter. I loved the way his hips flexed when he pushed himself deeper into my mouth.

I flicked my lips over his head of his cock then licked my way down to his balls.

He swore and rose from the bed, gripping me around my waist and lifting me off him. I ended up on my hands and knees with him behind me. His hands circled my hips then pushed down on my back so my head came to rest on the bed and my ass was raised toward him.

He pushed his hand between my legs and spread them wider, palming my wet folds and drawing the moisture all the way to the tight opening between

my cheeks.

His fingers circled the tight ring then he slipped his thumb inside, pushing it in while another finger found its way inside my pussy.

I closed my eyes, surrendering my body to him. I had no inhibitions when it came to Jason, no boundaries.

“I’m going to fuck you here,” he whispered, “in your tight, perfect little asshole.”

The finger in my pussy found a sensitive spot and rubbed. I groaned and pushed my hips into his attentive fingers. “Do it,” I urged.

His fingers slid out of me then he spread my cheeks apart with his hands and lubricated me some more. I heard the sound of a condom wrapper a moment before I felt his cock teasing the entrance, and then he slid slowly inside.