Page 157 of He's Not My Type


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His grip on my wrist loosens as his body starts to melt against mine, his cock pushing into my palm.

“I’m going to want you every night,” he says softly as he squeezes my bare breast. “I’m going to want you in every position. I’ll want to own you, make sure you never leave this bed unsatisfied. I want you coming on my face every night. Coming on my cock every chance I can get. And I want that sinful mouth sucking me until nothing is left to give.”

My legs spread as I start to throb with the possibility of what he’s offering.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing, Halsey.”

“Isn’t it?” he asks as he continues to massage my breast, but now lowering his lips to my neck.

“No.” I sigh as he nibbles on the juncture of my neck and shoulder. “It’s what I want too.”

“I’m going to be too rough.”

“I hope you are,” I respond as I slip my hand into his briefs and grip his cock, slowly pumping him.

“Fuck,” he whispers as he blows out a heavy breath against my skin, his hips pumping with my hand. “I want you to want me for me.”

That makes me pause as I force him to look at me. “Are you afraid I’ll only want you because of this? What we do in the bedroom?”

He nods.

I shake my head. “I want you for so much more than that, Halsey. But this connection is important too. You can have both equally.”

“I want both,” he says, sounding like a man of desperation.

“Then take both,” I reply.

He hesitates, his mouth just hovering over my collarbone now, and as he slowly starts to lift, I grow disheartened, thinking he won’t take what he wants. But then he crashes his mouth to mine and I’m instantly consumed by him.

All my blood rushes to my core, sending a tingling sensation out to the tips of my limbs as his mouth parts mine and his tongue dances along my tongue. Tangling, stroking, enticing me more and more with what I know he can sinfully do to me.

While his mouth takes charge, I grip the waistband of his briefs and push them down. Then I use my feet to push them all the way off until he’s free of them. Next, I slip my underwear off, tossing them to the side. Then I spread my legs,showinghim that I’m more than ready.

His hand squeezing my breast travels down my stomach to between my legs, where he methodically rubs two fingers over my clit.

“Fuck,” he whispers as he makes small, concentric circles with his fingers. “This cunt will never stop wanting me, will it?”

“Never,” I say as I bring my knees up to my chest, loving being so exposed to him and anything he wants to do to me.

“I’ll never stop craving you.” I rock my hips against his hand, bringing this sensation in my stomach to a heightened awareness. “I’ll never stop wanting this pussy,” he mutters as his mouth lifts back to mine.

He brings one of my legs down and starts rocking against it, rubbing his erection along my thigh, and it feels so naughty, so erotic to know that this man is so turned on that he needs to use my leg to ease the tension building inside him.

“I want to come all over your cock,” I say.

“Promise?” He releases his hand from between my legs and then smooths it up my thigh. He lifts up and flips me over to my stomach. “This sight,” he says as he runs his hand over my ass. “The most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

He spreads my cheeks with both hands and then brings his mouth to my back hole, where he licks, and I nearly fly off the bed.

“Halsey,” I gasp, only making him chuckle.

“Not ready for that, baby?”

I gulp, thinking about the kind of pleasure he could bring me. “I. . .I don’t.” I swallow hard. “I don’t know.”

“How about this . . .” He moves toward the nightstand and removes one of his slender vibrators. He lubes it up and then brings it back over to me. While teasing the tip along my ass, he asks, “Can I use this?”

Once again, I swallow hard and then slowly nod.