He was right. He did raise my standards for all men. I could have found someone else tonight, but I didn’t want to gamble on the possibility of fucking someone without getting off. But with Bones, I knew he would always make me come so damn hard.
My hands gripped his shoulders. “I don’t care.”
“Yes, you do.” He moved his face closer to mine, getting close enough that he could kiss me if he wanted to. “Tell me. Tell me how you’ve wanted me to fuck you for the past three days. Tell me how I can satisfy this wet pussy. Tell me what I can do to be worthy of fucking a woman like you.”
My thighs automatically wanted to squeeze together in response because his words turned me on even more. He wasn’t just anxious to fuck me, but anxious to make me feel good too. He wanted my pussy to tighten around his dick. He wanted the power and the pride. He wanted to keep the reputation he earned—of being a man and not a boy.
“Baby, tell me.”
I didn’t even care that he called me baby right now. “With your arms locked behind my knees…and your dick as deep as possible…with your lips on mine.”
“Slow or hard?”
“So fucking hard.”
He moaned then did the unexpected. He relaxed his body on the mattress and then pressed his face between my legs. His mouth immediately began to devour me, kissing me the way only a few men had before.
My head rolled back, and my thighs automatically came together, but his hands locked me in place. He sucked my clit hard then circled it with his big tongue. He kissed my pussy just the way he kissed my lips, with full possession and obsession.
I was writhing and aching, so close to climaxing already. “Yes…” I felt the burn deep inside my stomach as it inched toward the apex of my thighs. I was going to come, going to explode.
He abruptly pulled away then crawled on top of me.
“Ugh…”
“Don’t worry, baby. I never disappoint you, right?”
“No…”
He locked his arms behind my knees just as I asked and leaned over me, his throbbing cock ready to slam inside me. But he paused, as if he were waiting for something.
I clawed at his forearms. “What?”
“Tell me to fuck you.”
If I weren’t in this sex-crazed fog, I would have told him to fuck off. But my mind was completely lost in the arousal. I wanted his cock inside me. I wanted his kiss on my lips. My body told him exactly what I wanted, but the fact that he was making me say it made it more real. I grabbed his hips and pulled him toward me.
He resisted me. “Say it, baby.”
I was still on the verge of coming. I could feel the explosion bubbling between my legs. I grew frustrated waiting. “Shut up and fuck me.”
“Please.”
I lost my temper and slapped him across the face. “No, asshole. I’m not going to say please. Now fuck me and be appreciative of the fact that you even get to fuck me.”
His face moved with the hit, so he slowly turned his face back toward me. His cheek was red because I hit him so hard, but the malicious grin showed the opposite of anger. It seemed to turn him on more, even amuse him. “That’s my baby…” He finally shoved his cock into me and slid all the way inside in one swift motion.
“Yes…” My nails dug into his back, and I moaned once I felt that enormous dick stretch me apart. My head moved back to the pillow, and I yanked his face down to mine so I could finally kiss him.
He kissed me hard, his lips tasting like my arousal.
My nails dragged down his back to his ass, and I pulled him deeper inside me, moaning at the same time.
He gave me his tongue, his passion, and everything else. He thrust hard with his hips, taking me more aggressively than usual. I was so soaked that his dick fit inside even better than it ever had before. “Fuck…yes.”
I already hit my threshold. I wanted to come before he was even inside me, and now I did with an explosive pulse. Like a shattered star, I came apart into a million pieces. It was so good I thought I might black out in the middle of it. I got tight around his dick, and my nails left trails everywhere they’d been on his skin. I flooded him with more arousal and screamed directly into his mouth, drowning in the pleasure he gave me.
He kept going hard even when I was finished. “See the difference?” he said through his heavy breathing. “This is what it’s like to fuck a man, baby. And now you’ll never want to fuck another boy again.”