When I’d first seenSutton’s frame outlined in my doorway, I thought I was dreaming. God knew I’d had enough featuring her over the past several weeks that it wouldn’t be unusual.
But in my dreams, she was never hesitant. Never unsure about this thing between us. She always attacked me with the same urgency I felt.
So, when she’d started to turn, her intent to leave clear, I’d known she wasn’t only in my imagination.
There was no denying how much she looked like a fucking wet dream, though, as she stood next to my bed. She stared down at me, wearing my flannel and what I hoped to god was nothing else.
It felt like half a lifetime passed in those three heartbeats of silence after I’d placed my deal on the table. When I’d given her an out, but also had given us an in.
Finally, she said, “Deal.”
I didn’t hesitate. Couldn’t have held myself back if I tried. I skimmed my rough fingertips up the outside of her thigh, slipped them under the hem of my shirt, and let out a long, rough groan when they met nothing but her soft skin.
I glanced up at her, meeting her heavy-lidded gaze. “Do you know what you coming in here with a bare pussy tells me?”
“That it was laundry day?”
“Nice try. It tells me I made this sweet little cunt all messy. Ruined your panties tonight, didn’t I?” I gripped her upper leg, my hand spanning the width as I brushed my thumb over the silky skin of her inner thigh.
I didn’t need contact with her pussy to tell how turned on she was. Her skin was damp, and the heat emanating from her cunt nearly tore a groan from my throat.
“You don’t have to sound so smug about it,” she said.
“But I am. I’m smug as hell, trouble. That I made this perfect slice of heaven weep without even touching it gives me that right.”
“Maybe it was the toy.”
“And maybe you’re full of shit. Just like you were with the laundry-day excuse.” I used my grip to tug her closer, forcing her to brace herself on my chest as she leaned over me. “You and I both know you could have slipped on another pair. But you were frustrated that I made you so needy tonight, weren’t you? And decided to be a little brat about it.”
“And if I was, what are you going to do about it?”
“Remind you exactly how I work that brat out of you.”
“I don’t know.” She walked her fingers down my chest, her touch igniting every nerve ending along the way. “I’m just as needy as I was when I walked in here. Sounds to me like you’re just talking a big game.”
“Goading me isn’t going to have the effect you’re hoping for.”
“It doesn’t seem to be having any effect at all. Maybe I should go back to my bedroom and play with my toy again.”
“Oh, we’re going to play with your toy. And we’ll see who makes you come harder.”
I slid my hand around her hip and over her ass before slipping it between her thighs from behind. She let out a needy little moan when I cupped her soaked pussy, her eyes alight with interest. Then she yelped as I used my grip as leverage and tugged her into my bed. Right where I’d wanted her to be for weeks.
It didn’t take long for her to acclimate to her position astride my hips. She braced her hands on my chest and ground that hot cunt against my cock, making both of us groan.
Without a doubt, I knew she was bound and fucking determined to make me lose my mind. And I wanted nothing more than to let her play. Allow her to rock herself over me, reach back and line up my cock with her pussy. Sink down and put us both out of our misery.
But she wanted to push the boundaries, and I was going to push back.
I pulled my hand away before bringing it down against her ass in a sharp smack. She let out a gasp of surprise before biting her lip, her eyes hooded as she stared down at me.
“You want to act like a brat, you’re going to be treated like one. You don’t get my cock just yet. First, you’re going to straddle my face, hold on to the headboard, and ride my tongue.”
She breathed out a laugh and shook her head. “That’s not the punishment you think it is.”
“We’ll see about that.” I eyed her wearing my shirt, looking so goddamn hot in my clothes it made my dick twitch. “Unbutton that first. I want to watch your tits bounce while you work that sweet little clit over my tongue.”
Defiance lit in her eyes, as if she was deciding whether her desire to come overrode her inclination to challenge me. But her needy pussy must have been screaming at her, because in mere seconds, she’d worked open every single button and spread the shirt wide, revealing her gorgeous, perfect body.
