“You’ll be here,” he said.
She held his gaze and hers was penetrating.
Deep.
“I’m gonna fuck you now,” he told her.
“Yes,” she agreed instantly.
“Come in you, no glove.”
“Yes,” she repeated.
“You clean?”
She nodded.
“Yeah,” he answered a question she didn’t ask that he wastoo.“Protected?”he went on.
Another nod.
With that, he moved.
Fast.
He jerked her legs out, yanked her panties down.
She gasped.
He felt that in his dick too.
He dragged her ass to the edge of the pool table, and whenhe got her there, she lay back, lifted her arms over her head and watched as heunbuttoned his jeans and pulled his cock out.
On sight of his dick, her eyes grew dark and she licked herlips.
Oh yeah.
That went right through his cock too.
He spread her legs, moved in, dick in his hand, positioning.
He dropped to a hand on the table at her side, slid the headof his cock through her slick, and finally pressed in half an inch, all whilewatching her face.
“Baby,” she whimpered.
He pulled away, then pressed in a little further, slid backout, in, not far, and out.
“Ready?”he asked between his teeth, because he was ready.
He was ready at the Taste of Colorado years ago.
He sure as fuck was ready right now.
Ready to take her.
Ready to make her his.
“God yes,” she answered.
