Wrapping my fist in her hair, I pull her head back so I can mark her again.
“It’ll be the first of many, so go ahead and come all over my dick.”
I snap my hips into her, and she screams my name in a way that I’ll forever repeat in my brain.
So, I do it again, only harder this time.
“Will,” Drew warns, “if you keep doing that, I’m going to ruin these bedsheets.”
Oh, hell yes.
Over and over, I piston into her. Thrusts lacking mercy, yet perfectly placed to steal my first orgasm from her pussy.
“The best sex ever.”
I grin up at her. “Just getting started.”
She deadpans, and that’s it—her bratty attitude sends me right to the edge of losing it altogether.
“On your motherfucking knees,” I grit out, moving her into position. “It’s a shame I can’t manipulate this body and stay inside it, but”—I crack a palm against her right ass cheek and maneuver myself behind her—“I want you from behind, and compromises need to be made.”
My cock’s dripping, and she’s panting exactly the way I want, fisting the bedsheets while she waits for me to fuck her.
“Stay strong for me, Baby. Don’t collapse on me,” I say when I thrust back inside and her legs begin to shake.
She tips her head over one shoulder, ocean-colored eyes more of a midnight blue as she parts her ass cheeks for me.
I think I just fell in love.
“You know, that’s not very fucking professional,” I goad, looping one arm around her waist so I can pound into her like we both want.
“Screw professionalism.” She half laughs, half cries.
“Or how about I just screw you, yeah?”
“Yeah.” Her voice turns devilish. “Fuck me until I’m sore, Will.”
I pull out and jackhammer back into her. “Call me William.”
Big eyes narrow at me. “I only call you that when I’m mad at you. That or Hotshot.”
She spreads her knees wider and leaks all over my dick.
“I fucking love it when you’re mean to me. Call me William.”
“Will-i-am,” Drew pushes out between desperate pants.
“Atta-fucking-girl.”
24
. . .
Drew
The first thing I feel is a vibration between my legs.
The second sensation is a tongue swiping straight through me, followed by a low, appreciative moan.
