Page 37 of New Rules


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“Stop torturing me, Ray,” Tammy begged, and it just amped me up further. “I need more.”

One thing I appreciated so much about her was that she knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to ask for it.

“More what, darlin’?” I asked teasingly.

“Pressure,” she gasped as my thumb brushed over her clit.

She jumped at my touch, lifting her ass from my legs and leaning forward. Her hands went back to bracing themselves on the couch, putting her luscious tits right in front of me. Not one to miss an opportunity, I latched my mouth onto her nipple over the fabric of her bra.

Her sharp inhale was followed by the whisper of my name. My tongue lapped and sucked at the hard nub in front of me while my thumb continued to caress her in circles.

I slid two fingers inside, feeling her wet heat surround them as they stroked inside her. She ground into my hand, workingherself into a frenzy, while she arched her back to push her breasts farther into my face.

“Ray,” she choked out as I felt the telltale signs of her incoming orgasm.

“Let go, Tammy,” I said, applying more pressure with my thumb as I curled my fingers, hoping to hit that magical spot.

She ignited as she released a trembling whimper of my name.

My chest swelled at being able to give her that moment of euphoric bliss.

Her body fell forward, and her chest smothered me in the best way possible. I removed my hand from her underwear, noticing the slight flinch from the sensitivity as her heart pounded in front of me.

She slid off my lap and pivoted to fall gently onto the couch, resting her head on the arm.

Her eyes were closed as she panted. “Give me thirty seconds…to catch my breath…and then I want you inside me.”

I smiled over at her as I lifted my hips to slide my own boxer briefs off. The instant my cock sprang free, I felt a twinge of discomfort at how hard it had actually become. I likely could have hammered nails into a table at this point.

“Come here,” she called, crooking her finger at me seductively. “You broke my legs, so you’ll have to be on top now.”

That smile of hers was addictive and alluring, and I wanted to keep it on her face for the rest of the night.

Reaching down into my jeans on the floor, I pulled out a condom and put it on in record time.

I shifted so that my body hovered over hers on the couch. My left knee pressed into the seat cushion, and my right leg was off to the side for balance on the floor—like a kickstand on a bicycle. I stretched out my left arm with my hand on the armrest next to her head as I caressed the sensitive covered skin at the juncture of her thighs with my other hand.

I watched as she shivered beneath me and her eyes fluttered back open. Her gaze was filled with a mix of satisfaction and hunger, and she’d never looked more beautiful.

“You just gonna stare at me, or are you gonna put that thing to good use?”

I grinned back at her a moment before I thrust inside. Wet heat surrounded me as I captured her moan with my mouth. I kissed her roughly as I drove my hips forward and then back again, over and over, inside her.

Maybe it was the angle or the fact that this couch was not suited for two grown adults to be fucking on it, but she felt tighter. This position had her squeezing me like a vise as I worked back and forth, plunging into her like my life depended on it.

“Goddamn, you feel so good,” I told her, watching the way her chest moved up and down as her breathing picked up.

Her breasts swayed every time I pushed in and out of her.

“I’m close again,” she whispered, closing her eyes as if to concentrate.

She moved her hand to her clit to stroke herself and get herself where she needed to be, but I moved my hand to replace hers. “You can do that when I’m not here, but when I am, it’s my job to do that.”

She dropped her hand at my request and let out unintelligible sounds as my thumb now worked over the same spot she had been circling.

“That feels so good, Ray. Don’t stop,” she panted as her hands reached for any part of the couch she could get leverage from.

I felt that familiar sensation in my balls of my impending orgasm already. I was ready for it, but I also wasn’t at the same time. I wanted the release, but I also wanted this to last for hours.