Biting down on her earlobe, I massaged her neck. “You respond so well when I kiss you here and touch you there.” I teased the sides of her breasts, licking and biting her neck until she whimpered. “What happens if I slide my fingers inside you? Will you be wet?”
She moaned into the pillow, arching her back as I slid a finger inside her. Finding her wet, I smiled and nipped my way down her back. I trembled at the thought of being inside her again.She’s so hot. So sweet.“Goddamn it, Becca.”
“What?”
“You’re driving me wild.” I slid two fingers inside her, finding a rhythm. She matched it by rocking her hips.
With my lips, I admired her strong and curvy body, trailing my kisses over her soft skin and stopping momentarily when I reached the small tattoo on her hip. Bending low, I sank my teeth into the tender flesh over the ink.
She yelped. “Did you just… bite me?” Her eyes wide, she gazed at me over her shoulder. “You did.”
“Yup.” I moved my fingers—in and out, in and out—until she clenched around them. Stimulating her clit with my thumb, I swiped my tongue over the mark. “I fuckinglovethis tattoo.”
“I… I forgot about… that.” She panted.
I loved how she couldn’t focus or straighten out her thoughts when I touched her. I slowed down, damn well intent on using every second of my remaining time wisely. “You’re so sexy right now. Your muscles get all tight when you’re seconds away from orgasm, and you make these little sounds in the back of your throat. I could watch you like this for hours.”
“Oh my God.” She bucked against me, her ass moving up and down as she ground against my hand. “Harrison… yes.”
It was deliciously hot, and I wanted nothing more than to bury myself inside her. But right now, she came first. “That’s my girl… ride it out.”
She did. She rocked fast, her muscles spasming and her pussy tightening around my fingers. Just like in everything else she did, Becca was a passionate woman. She writhed on my hand for another minute before spinning onto her back and looking up at me with hazy eyes. “I’m tingling again.”
“From me, I hope, and not whiskey.”
She grinned up at me, her cheeks red and her eyes heated. She twisted her finger, signaling me to turn around. “My turn.”
“You get five minutes before I take you.”
“Five minutes, huh?” She crawled toward me and removed my shirt. My pants followed, and I was completely naked before her. Reaching toward me, she wrapped her fingers around my shaft and gave it a couple of light pumps. “Five minutes is plenty of time to make you come.”
I stopped her wrist. “I want to be inside of you when I come.”
“Oh?” She moved behind me, and wrapping her right arm around my waist, she adjusted her grip and stroked my dick from base to tip. “You’re so hard and big right now.”
“Because watching you come is a turn-on.” My words were rough, the urge to not come early taking priority. Her hands were so small, and the way her tits rubbed against my back…fuck. I wasn’t in control anymore.
“Get on your stomach, Harrison.”
“Uh, how about—”
She shoved me to the bed and straddled me from behind. Digging her nails into my skin, she held me down with a thigh on each side of my hips, teasing me with light touches.
“Becca…” I swallowed hard. “I’m barely holding on here.”
“Good.” She bit down on my ear, sucking the lobe between her teeth. “Mm. You taste good.”
“Goddamn it.” I fisted the sheets as more blood left my brain and traveled straight to my throbbing dick. I would have blue balls soon if I didn’t switch our positions. I shifted my weight, intent on flipping over, but she stopped me.
“Uh-uh,” she tsked. “I have three more minutes.”
Three more? Damn.
She rubbed and teased every muscle on my body. Reaching my ass, she dug her nails into it and released a moan as she bit down—exactly as I had done to her. “Your ass is perfect. I’m not even an ass girl, but holy crap I want to keep it.”
“Thirty seconds, Becca.” My voice came out strained.
She giggled, taking her time while working her way back up my body until she sank her teeth gently into my neck. “You’re impatient, Harrison.”
