That would be fun.
My teeth sunk into the side of my lip. “I’ll get on it, but I reserve the right to have you toss me there later.”
He smirked at me.
I stood and moved toward the bed.
He swatted my ass when I passed by him. My spine straightened and I tossed him a look over my shoulder. His smirk turned into a full-blown smile.
God. I’d forgotten how damned handsome Punc was when he smiled… and meant it.
Punc grabbed his wallet and pulled out a condom. I situated myself on the bed, my gaze transfixed on him rolling it onto his cock.
“Shit,” he whispered, then joined me on the bed. “Thought you couldn’t get any sexier, but that hungry look on your face, baby. That’s hot as fuck.”
“I aim to please,” I murmured, then pulled him to me for a kiss.
This kiss started out gentle. He lowered his weight onto me. I spread my legs, and his hips dropped. That hunger I’d felt all morning intensified when I felt the head of his cock close to my entrance. I shoved my fingers into his hair and kept kissing him. He groaned, giving the kiss right back.
My pussy wasn’t just wet, it was drenched and aching. I lifted my hips to line him up.
His lips left mine. We were both panting.
“Ted, I need you.”
His heated blue eyes burned into me. “I know, my sweet Ava.”
He grabbed the back of my thighs and lifted my legs up, then he drove into me, inch by torturous inch.
“God, yes,” I breathed.
He closed his eyes and inhaled through his nose.
“Give me more, honey,” I said.
He opened his eyes. They shone with desire…and something else that looked like restraint. “You’re so damned tight, baby. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You aren’t hurting me, Punc. And even if you did, it would be a good hurt, yeah?”
He lowered himself and drove inside me a little more. I rocked my hips.
He grunted before saying, “You’re killing me, Smythe.”
I clenched him quick with my pussy. “Same, Ted. Give me all of that long, thick cock. Then fuck me. Hard.”
After a low growl, he said, “Goddamn. You’re gorgeous, you feel so fuckin’ good it’s not funny, and it sounds like you got a dirty mouth.”
I reached up and used my fingernail to draw a circle around his nipple. “Fuck me, Ted. I need it.”
He lowered his lips to mine and kissed me for a long moment. Then he pushed forward, and I had all of him. I reveled in feeling the fullness of our connection.
“Yes,” I moaned.
As if it were a cue, he leaned up, planted his hands on the bed beside me, and pistoned his hips.
He did it hard. Almost to the point of punishing, and I planned to find plenty of ways to get punished, because this was delicious.
I felt my body moving up the bed with his thrusts. My hands darted out and I put my palms to the wooden headboard. Using that as leverage, I met his powerful thrusts. Heat surged throughmy body. Our eyes locked and I felt our connection in a whole new way.
