“Come here,” he said. He pulled me between his legs as his hands went around me and palmed my ass. “That was sexy as hell, Ms. McEntyre. I do believe you might be trying to seduce me.”
“Well, Mr. Parker…” I raked my nails across his shoulders. “I do believe you might be right.”
Suddenly, he flipped me over onto his bed. His body fell toward mine but he caught himself, propped up by strong arms bent next to my head.
His lips pressed against mine. Those perfect, pillow-soft lips. The kiss was tender at first. The intensity increased as our hands entwined in one another’s hair and our mouths refused to separate as we fought for the same air.
I felt his hardness against my belly. He was ready for me. His hand fumbled for the drawer next to his bed without pulling away from our kiss. Both his hands reached between us as he sheathed himself.
“That’s a talent,” I said with a soft chuckle. “All while keeping the kiss going.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet, darling.”
The mischievous look that crossed his face would scare me if I didn’t know him. Now it simply intrigued me.
As our eyes were trained on one another, he lined himself up with my entrance. With one swift thrust, he was fully inside me.
We both stilled as my body adjusted to him. He moved some hair from the side of my head and whispered near my ear. “Did I hurt you?”
“No,” I breathed into his neck. “You feel amazing.”
My arms wrapped around his waist and slid down to the slope of his ass as I pulled him deeper into me. I lifted my hips and pushed against him.
“Fuck, Mare!”
He pulled out and slammed back into me. My feet locked around his back as we fell into a pounding, steady cadence. He pulled at my breast, his hand rough as he squeezed and twisted it. It was bordering between pleasure and pain as he pinched my nipple between his fingers. His lips dropped to the other breast, sucking its peak deep into the back of his mouth.
“I love your tits. I can’t get enough of them, they’re perfect.”
He rose to his knees and peered down at me. Using both hands, he pushed my breasts together, flicking my nipples between his fingers as he did. The feeling went straight to my core as he continued to pump in and out of me.
“Hold on to my arms,” he said. “I’m flipping us over.”
He put his hands under my ass, lifted me up, and spun us over. I landed on his lap, his dick still inside me somehow. Gripping me by my hip bones, he pulled me down onto him harder. The sensation was intense as his dick pushed deeper into me.
“Oh my God, Chase…”
I threw my head back as I held onto his shoulders. His hands massaged my breasts, continuing to push them together.
“Ride me, baby. Fuck me hard,” he said.
Christ, that was such a turn-on, him telling me to fuck him. I grabbed hold of his shoulders as I rocked back and forth on his cock.
Faster and faster.
His hand went between us, between my legs, and found my clit. As I fucked him, he rubbed my sensitive clit, bringing me closer to the edge.
“Oh God, Chase!”
His thumb moved steadier on my clit as my moves grew frantic.
I was so close.
“That’s it, baby, come for me. Let me watch you come,” he said.
His words turned me on even more, bringing me to the brink and back. His fingers worked their magic as I rode his cock. Both creating the sensation I was floating then slamming back down when his dick hit the back of my pussy.
“Chase…yes…oh my God…”
