Ashton Scott

Fuck, I love this banter with her. “I’m giving you five seconds to decide. After that, it’s bad behaviour all the way.”

Her smile turns cheeky, and she moves her mouth to my ear. “Five, four, three, two, one—”

Before she knows what’s happening, I move so that she’s on her back on the couch, and I’m on top of her. Reaching under her skirt, I find her panties and slide my hand inside. Meeting her gaze, I say, “Is this the kind of bad behaviour you were trying to avoid? I can stop anytime you want. You just say the word.”

Her eyes flutter shut as I push two fingers inside her. “Oh God, don’t you dare stop.”

I have no intention of stopping. Watching Lorelei come is the only thing on my agenda tonight.

Dropping my face to hers, I kiss her while I work to bring her to orgasm. She loops her arms around my neck and grips me there while she kisses me with an urgency I’ve not known from her.

Fuck.

Her need for me almost pushes me over the edge. I want nothing more than to drive my dick inside her, but I hold myself back so I can make her come first.

Her back arches up off the couch, and she moans as her fingers dig into my neck. My dick grows harder while I watch her head press back against the couch, and when her pussy pulses around my fingers, I almost come too.

“Fuck,” I growl. “I love watching you lose yourself.”

Her eyes open, and she hits me with a sexy smile. Reaching for the top button of my shirt, she undoes it and says, “I love watching you fuck me. I think you should hurry up and do that.”

I scoop my arm under her waist and take her with me as I move to a sitting position with her straddling me. “You know what I think you should do?”

Her gaze is firmly on mine, heat blazing from those beautiful eyes of hers. She undoes the next couple of buttons on my shirt. “What?”

I run my hands up her thighs and push her skirt up. “I want to watch you strip for me.”

She stops what she’s doing with my buttons as her eyes widen. “I’ve never stripped for a man before.”

I hate the hesitation I hear in her voice. Lorelei is a goddess. She shouldn’t have any confidence issues. “Good. I’ll be your first.” I bring my lips to hers and kiss her before adding, “And your only.”

She stills as I say those three words. It was my intention to say them, and I’m interested to see her reaction. Taking hold of my face with both hands, she kisses me again. “Your only,” she says softly. It’s not a question, but I hear the uncertainty.

“Yes, Lorelei, your only,” I say firmly. I don’t want there to be any misunderstanding here. I’m not ready to say the other three words that would clear any confusion, but there’s no doubt in my mind that I want Lorelei in my life forever.

She holds my gaze for a long few moments, not saying anything, just watching. And then she slowly moves to stand in front of me.

I run my eyes down her body, always blown away by her beauty. That she’s mine, is everything. I’ll do whatever it takes to ensure that never changes.

She finds my gaze and locks onto it as she slowly slides her top over her head. It hits the floor, but neither of us notice because we’re both too engrossed in what she’s doing.

Her skirt is next to go. The way she turns her back to me and shimmies out of it while bending over is enough to make me reach for my zip. A moment later, my hand is wrapped around my cock, and I stroke it while watching her.

My breath slows when she faces me again and seductively runs a finger down between her breasts to her panties. She places her other hand to the back of her head and threads her fingers in her hair. At the same time, she begins swaying her hips.

“Fuck, baby,” I rasp, gripping my dick harder. “You’re a natural at this.”

A smile spreads across her face, and she reaches inside her panties. Her hand is hidden from me, but I can see she’s rubbing her clit. “Do you want to see my tits next or my pussy?”

Filthy words have never sounded better than on Lorelei’s lips. I want nothing more than to drag this out, but I’ve reached the point where I need

her now.

Reaching forward, I curl a hand around her thigh and pull her to me. “I want you sitting on my dick so I can fuck you.” I yank her panties down and grip her ass while she straddles me, slowly lowering her pussy onto my cock.

I close my eyes for a moment while she takes me in. “Goddam you are fucking wet,” I say when I reopen them.

She grasps my arms. “That’s because I’ve been thinking about you all day. I may have even used my vibrator when I got home from work because I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”