“Easy, pretty girl,” Nash tuts in the shell of my ear, his arms suddenly around me, our bodies squished together. “I’ve got you, Hailey. Open those gorgeous blues.”
I stare up at him, my vision a little hazy, my knees so weak it’s a miracle I’m still upright. “That was...” I huff out a breath. “I guess I lost.”
He swipes his fingers along my navel, lifting them to show me his milky cum. “We both did. You’re too fucking hot when you come.”
I grip his wrist, closing my lips around his finger. His nostrils flare as he watches me twirl my tongue, my cheeks purposefully hollow. I release him, resting my head against the wall.
“What do I taste like?” he asks, cinching my waist.
I meet his eyes, a dreamy look on my face for sure, my muscles mellow. “Like you’re mine.”
“That’s right, pretty girl. Yours.” He stamps his lips on my forehead. “I want to know exactly what makes you tick, Hailey. I want to check how many kinks I can unlock.”
He switches the shower off, hauling me into his arms.
“Kinks?” I ask when he lays me—dripping wet—on the bed, and crawls over me. “I don’t know many.”
“I know plenty.” He thrusts inside me with a deep grunt, eyes on mine as he sinks balls-deep. “I already know you’re a praise girl. You love it when I tell you you’re doing so good for me.” He whispers the words, his voice husky, gritty, like tar on a hot summer day. “Don’t you?”
“Yes,” I gasp as he falls into a rhythm, one hand cradling my neck, the other gripping my waist.
I love everything about him. I love it when he’s so close. I love it when his warm breath sighs against my neck. I love it when he holds my head in place, watching my face as he pulls out and pushes back in.
I love it all... and I love him.
“Good girl,” he breathes.
Those two words work like magic. Every time without fail, pure euphoria blankets my senses, a hot glow spreading through me. My chest tightens, abdomen cramps, and skin tingles, elevating every sensation.
Nash smiles against my cheek, nudging me with his nose. “Yeah, you definitely love praise. Your pussy grabs my cock like it never wants to let go whenever I tell you you’remy...” He pulls back and powers in, “...good...” Another thrust, “...girl.”
He drags his parted mouth from my temple, lower, then across, and stamps a kiss to the tip of my nose, the tempo of his hips rocking into me changing into an intense lullaby.
It still feels like I’m too tight to take him. Like he doesn’t fully fit, yet he does. Pushing himself up, he leans on his calves, moving my legs to his waist. I don’t think I’ll ever stop staring at this man. I don’t think I’ll ever get bored of this darkness that softens only for me.
He toys with my breasts, kneading and pinching my nipples, the other hand holding my hip, fingers sinking into my skin.
“Where’s my orgasm, Hailey?” he grunts, licking his thumb before using it to rub small, tight circles on my clit. “I want to watch you come. Don’t fucking hold it.”
“It’s close, I promise... just don’t stop.”
“You’ll sit on my face next.”
“You wanted my ass, and—” I pause, almost crawling out of my skin when he speeds up. “I didn’t lose.”
“We both did.”
“No prize for double-loss,” I mewl, grasping the comforter with both hands, my body bowing off the bed the second the orgasm slams into me.
“Fucking finally,” he huffs, falling forward to kiss me, his fingers tangling in my hair, hot chest slick against mine.
Our tongues mingle while he slows his thrusts then stops completely, buried deep inside me. So deep it feels like he’ll rip me wide open.
“What else do you like?” he whispers, nudging my nose with his before, in three moves, he untangles my arms and flips me onto my belly. “You love this vanilla shit as much as you love it when I pull your hair and fuck you from behind, don’t you?”
He presses his big hand between my shoulder blades, pushing me down. Dictating the rules, he moves me to my knees, my ass in the air.
I bury my face in the pillow, bracing for a wild ride when a clap lands on my ass. My pussy throbs as the sound cuts the air. Nash quickly soothes the mild sting, gently rubbing his fingers over the sore spot.
