He sets the mug down and pulls me into his lap, so I’m straddling him. He’s still not wearing anything but boxers.
“You’re so perfect, baby. I’m going to worship your body until you realize it,” he whispers, his lips finding my neck as he gently nips and sucks on the skin.
I gasp softly, tilting my head to the side. He pulls me flush against him, and I feel how much he wants me.
“You feel that? You haven’t even done anything, and my body can’t stay away. I want yousobad. I want to be buried so far inside you, baby, that I never come out.”
He whispers dirty words against my skin as he kisses down my neck. Beck pushes my shirt over my head, leaving me almost bare against him.
“I want to make love to you. I want to spend hours kissing every single inch of skin you have, baby,” He sucks one of my nipples into his mouth and circles his tongue over the sensitive skin, making me whimper for him.
“You’re such a good girl, so pretty. You make the most perfect little sounds for Daddy,” he praises, sucking a little harder, making my back arch and my fingers tangle into his hair.
My hips move against his, rolling softly, back and forth, getting off on the simple friction alone.
“That’s it, baby, take what you need from me. Let me be your toy.Use me.”
“Beckett,” I gasp as I keep grinding on top of him while he switches and pulls my other nipple into his mouth.
His hands grip my hips, but he doesn’t stop me or even help guide me; he simply lets me take what I want.
“Please.”
“Please, what baby? Use your words.”
“I need you.Please… Daddy, I need to feel you inside me.”
“You don’t have to beg, baby, not tonight. Just take what you want. I’m all yours.”
“Really?” I ask.
“Really, baby,” he whispers, leaning back and draping his arms over the back of the couch, leaving his body on display for me.
“You’re all mine?” I whisper.
“I have been since the moment you got here, I just might not have known it then.”
I lean forward and gently place my lips on his neck, sucking and nibbling on his skin.
“Good girl,” he whispers, making me nip a little harder on his skin.
“Can I touch you, baby?”
“Yeah,” I whisper against his neck. “I’ve never done this before, I’ve never been on top,” I whisper, my cheeks turning pink.
“You’re going to look so good riding my cock,” He rasps into my ear, nipping at the skin of my lobe with his teeth.
“Can I try it?”
“If that’s what you want.”
I think that it is exactly what I want. He makes me want to try things, things that I never thought I would be able to. Things that I’d only ever read about in books or have seen on TV shows and movies. But here I am, living out every girl in high school’s wild dreams.
I get to be the girl who gets Beckett Hayes.
I remember how the girls would talk about him, how they’d say that they’d date Mason to get to his dad. I know none of that ever happened. All I can think about right now is how I’m on top of him, and he’s letting me do whatever I want to him.
I lean forward, feeling a little more confident as I capture his lips in mine.
