She hissed and wiggled her hips.
“Your ass is myfavorite.” I dug my fingers into it, rubbing the thick, strong glutes. She had a huge ass, but it was solid. All muscle. All earned. I gripped both cheeks before running my tongue over one and biting down. I sucked on her skin.
“Did you bite me?”
“Yes.” I kissed softly over the bite mark, hoping to ease the sting. “You’re delicious everywhere I licked you.”
“You’re wild, Romano. Wild.”
“For you, yeah.” I laughed against her ass, licking and kneading all over her. I wanted to bury my face in her ass, teaseher entrance to see what she’d do, but I didn’t want to push her. A part of me knew I was focusing on her so much because there was still a flicker of hesitancy of sleeping with her.
It wasn’t her. It was me. The ghosts of the trauma I hadn’t gotten over.
With one hand on her ass, I used my other to play with her clit again. She let out a throaty moan as I played with her. I bit, licked, then stroked her clit, over and over until sweat pooled on her lower back. With a swipe of my tongue, I licked that up too as she bucked against her bed in slow movements. “You want me to fuck you someday?”
“Jesus, yes.”
“You want my cock in you right now?”I can do it.
I hadn’t slept with anyone since Jessica, and the thought of actually doing it had me more nervous than I cared to admit. My pulse thudded, and my stomach twisted.
“Please, Dean. Ineedit. I’m so hot I’m gonna burst if you don’t fuck me. If you won’t, get my vibrator then. Please. I am begging you.”
Holy shit. The perfect answer.
“You have a vibrator? Show me.” Damn. My voice came out all husky and deep, like I was on my last thread. I kinda was. “I want to fuck you with it. Where is it?”
“Middle drawer.”
I leaned over, opening the drawer and pulling out a sleek purple vibrator. “You use this a lot and think of me?”
“Yes.”
Hell yes.
My skin buzzed with her answer. The thought of her using this while thinking of me was enough to have me panting with need. Every touch sent a current through me. The way she lay there, spread open and trusting and gorgeous? Beautiful. “You’re so wet.”
I nudged the vibrator at the tip of her entrance, teasing her and slowly inserting it in. She stiffened for a second before relaxing. Her muscles unclenched, and she sighed, contented and loud as I gently fucked her with her toy. Switching the vibration on, I watched as she writhed like an unhinged woman.
“Dean, shit, wow, okay,wow.I’m so… so sensitive already I-I-I…” She ground her hips into the bed as I continued pulling it in and out, not rushing or giving it to her hard. The toy buzzed in my hand, and there was a real chance I was gonna lose it.
Her juicy ass jiggled as she ground her hips. The toy’s high-pitched vibration and her throaty moans filled the room, and then she bit down into the sheets as she screamed. I couldn’t handle it.
I had to stroke myself.
I kept one hand on the toy, fucking her, while I unzipped my shorts and took out my cock. I was beyond control at this point, barely breathing as Mack fell apart a second time. Her legs twitched as she rode the orgasm out, moving left to right, arching her hips and taking the toy deeper. Switching on the higher setting, I angled the toy to get her clit, and she cried out my name over and over. My cock was hard as steel, and I stroked hard. Pleasure zinged through me. After hours of foreplay, I was a live wire, ready to burst into flames. The sound of her saying my name was still in the air as I groaned, fisting myself. It barely took a minute before pleasure exploded through me like a hit to the chest—it was a slow tingle then bam, the absolute force of a truck having me arch forward. The orgasm blinded me, my hands shook, and my legs froze as wave after wave of pleasure roared through me.
“God, you’re sexy,” I panted, pulling out the vibrator and setting it on her nightstand. I used my T-shirt to wipe myself clean, then tossed in on the floor to deal with later. Kissing thebase of her spine, I undid the bandana and helped her roll over. Her face was flushed, bright red, and her eyessparkled.
I had to kiss her, just to get a taste of the joy she radiated.
Gripping her chin gently, I leaned forward and kissed her softly. “Your wrists okay?”
“Um, every part of me is okay.” She grinned and ran a hand downmyface. She traced my eyebrow, then my cheek and over my jaw.
It was pathetic, but the gesture made my throat close. It was so intimate. So… sweet.Jessica used to touch my face too.The intrusive thought barged in, unwanted, and I tensed as I pulled away.
Mack frowned, but she hid it just as fast. “If you were worried, the second orgasm was definitely better than the first one. I might need to be tied up every time I get off now.”
