Page 115 of He's Not My Type


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She groans, and I press the head of my erection against her entrance. She tenses, so I bring her hand to her pussy and whisper, “Play with yourself. Relax and show me how you give yourself pleasure.”

I sit back just enough to see two fingers making slow circles over her clit.

“Is that how you masturbate?” She nods. “Good.”

And as she slowly starts to relax, I push myself inside her.

“This tight hole, fuck, it will be the death of me.” I roll her nipple between my fingers. “Relax, baby. I need you to relax.”

She lets out a deep breath, and I allow myself another inch.

“Fuck,” she says, her head thrashing to the side. “You’re so big.”

“You made me this hard. The taste of your cunt on my tongue, the sound of your cries in my ear. I want more. I’m going to fuck you so hard, Blakely. Relax so I can make us both come. Keep playing with yourself.”

Her hand moves faster, and I lean down and start making bite marks along her collarbone, only to soothe it with kisses. She sighs again, and I press in another inch. Halfway there. But she’s so tight, I feel like I could come, just like this, half in.

“Baby, please, I’m fucking dying here.”

“Just . . . just press in.”

“No,” I say as I kiss her neck, sweat starting to form on my lower back as I exercise an immense amount of control. “I’ll go slow and savor every moment of this.”

She sucks in a sharp breath of air. “I just need you in.”

Understanding where she’s coming from, I say, “Let out a deep breath.” She exhales, and at the same time, I thrust my hips all the way until I bottom out. The sensation of being wrapped so tightly by her makes my eyes roll in the back of my head. “Fuck, this tight cunt is going to make me pass the fuck out.”

I grip the blankets beneath us, my knuckles going white as I feel like I’m stuck in a vise grip. She’s so tight it’s almost borderline uncomfortable, threading between pain and absolute pleasure.

Needing to do something, I start moving my hips in and out. It’s slow at first because, Jesus Christ, I can barely pull out, but once she starts twisting and turning beneath me while still playing with herself, her arousal makes it that much easier.

“That’s it, you good fucking girl. Keep lubing my cock.” I descend over her breasts again, and this time, I don’t suck, I nibble. I tug. I pull on her hard nipples. I mark my way around the orbs, leaving bite marks, sucking over them, increasing the color, the claim I have on them.

“I . . . I’m close.” She starts to clench, but I’m not there yet. I don’t want her coming yet, so to my dismay, I pull out of her only for her sweet protest to fill the room. “Halsey.”

“You’re coming on my cock when I tell you.” I bring my body closer to her face and say, “Open up that pretty little mouth for me.”

Eyes wide, she pauses for a moment, but then she slowly opens up. I slide just the tip past her lips, where she sucks on it, her tongue swirling around the opening.

“Yes, baby. Just like that. Fuck, your mouth is so hot.” I sit taller on my knees and grip the headboard as I angle my cock better for her. I dip it into her mouth, and she opens it wider, letting me sink farther. “Stroke me. Make me desperate to come.”

I can tell by her hesitation that she’s never done this before. This is all new, and even though I want to take it easy on her, I also don’t want her to think it would be any different. This is what it’s like to be with me. This is how I need it.

I want her to hear me. Know what I want, what I think about her, how she makes me so fucking needy for her goddamn touch.

Her hand creeps between my legs, and she cups my balls gently.

“Harder, Blakely. Don’t be too gentle.”

She sucks my tip with more force and squeezes my balls tighter, and my legs nearly give out on me.

“Ahhh, fuck yes, baby. Again.”

She repeats the suck and the squeeze a few more times until my legs are shaking, and I can feel my balls start to tighten with my orgasm.

I pull away from her, flip her on her stomach again, and then prop her ass up. Before she can even think about what’s happening, I slap her ass right before I press the head of my cock at her entrance. The combination of surprise and spanking makes her unaware of my cock so I can slide right in without her nerves holding us off.

This position helps me go deeper, and then I touch her in just the right spot, her cries of pleasure searing my ears. I wrap her hair around my hand and tug her head back while I hold her hip with my other hand.