I whip my dress off in an effort to refocus our attention.I’m not about to delve into my issues with a man I met an hour ago.
“Holy fuck.” Holt groans. He reaches out and snags me around my waist, then goes straight for my bare breast, sucking my nipple into his mouth. I grip his hair as my head falls back on a moan. That feels so good.
Holt uses his hand to pinch and pull at my other nipple. The sensation is overriding all of my thoughts. I need more, and yet I never want him to stop.
I climb onto Holt’s lap, my knees on either side of his hips. Being naked while he still has most of his clothes on should make me feel vulnerable. All it’s done is embolden me. I feel as if Holt is focused on me and my pleasure. Not his own.
He proves that thought true by reaching to run his fingers through my wet slit. It’s soft, exploratory, until he starts to tease my clit. Then he’s testing my reactions, finding the right pressure that makes me crazy. I’m bucking against him, my pussy clenching around nothing and begging for more.
“You’re fucking soaked, Rainbow.”
“More,” I growl. I don’t even have the wherewithal to be annoyed by the nickname.
“You want my cock? Does this pretty little pussy need to be filled?”
Jesus.Dirty talk for the win. I move off Holt’s lap, needing to take things into my own hands. On my knees, I yank down his jeans and underwear.
It seems the universe is on my side because Holt is packing.
Before I can take his pants off completely, he pulls his wallet out and grabs a condom. I reward him for his thoughtfulness.
“Oh, fuck,” Holt curses as I swallow the head of his cock.
I use every trick I know to bring this man to his knees—figuratively, anyway, since he’s sitting down. Iwork him up and down until he’s sliding into the back of my throat with every thrust.
He grips my hair in his fist, yanking me off him. “As much as I want to come down your throat, I’ll have to save that for later. I want to feel you coming around my cock.”
“Fuck yes,” I say, repositioning myself across his lap. I quickly slide the condom down his length before guiding him to my entrance. It takes me a minute to get him in all the way, but the effort is more than worth it. I’ve never felt this full in my life.
Holt grips my hips and begins to thrust up into me. The pressure is overwhelming, and with every punch of his cock, I swear I see stars. Reaching down, I play with my clit.
“That’s a good girl. Fuck, I can feel you getting close. Are you going to come for me?”
I moan, my words evaporating in the haze of hovering at the edge of a cataclysmic orgasm.
“Come on my cock, Rainbow.”
The words, in tandem with the way this man is fucking me, send me straight into the stratosphere. I explode around him, my thighs shaking with the intensity.
“Fuck yes.” Holt groans, his hips stuttering as he comes right after I do.
I drop my head on his shoulder, trying to catch my breath.
“You better not be tapping out yet,” Holt says in my ear.
I lift my head to raise an eyebrow at him. “You think I’m done with you? Not even close.”
Chapter Two
Grayson Reed has changed the name of this chat to: DAD BOD SUPPORT GROUP
Emmett Becker
Really, Gray?
Grayson Reed has changed Holt Basil’s name to: Holt Finally Went to Pound Town
Grayson Reed
