Page 43 of Hired By My Rich Baby Daddy 2

“Move,” I said and tried to push her off of me, but she shook her head and put all her weight on me.

She reached in my basketball shorts and started rubbing on my dick.

I looked at her, and her lips pulled into a little smile.

“Don’t start.”

“Start what?”

“Whatever the fuck you came in here to start.”

She laughed softly, then climbed off my lap. She removed her panties and tossed them to the floor.

“Pais.”

“You really want me to leave?”

“You playing with fire right now,” I told her, but I sat up a little, taking my basketball shorts off, leaving me in my boxers.

Her eyes dropped to my dick before coming back up.

“I like fire.”

Then she did this little thing where she rolled her tongue. That shit was sexy as hell, and every reason I had not to fuck her went out the window.

That was all it took.

I reached for her, pulling her toward me until she landed against my chest. Her laugh barely got out before I kissed her. Shit we’d never done.

Paisley kissed me back like she had been wanting to for years, and no cap, she wasn’t a bad kisser.

Her hands slid up around my neck while mine settled at her waist.

I should’ve stopped right there. Probably would’ve been the smartest thing I could’ve done all fucking day. But…I didn’t.

She laid back with me on top of her then reached between us, fondling my dick, and pulled it out through the hole in my boxers. It sprang out, standing at attention, as she scooted down a little so that I was now poking at her hole.

I reached down between us and slipped two fingers inside. She was wet as hell, so they went in with no problem. I then pulled back from the kiss. We were both breathing heavily, and without any type of hesitation, I slid in, and her mouth immediately made a capital O shape.

“Shit,” I mumbled, pushing inside of her slowly until I completely filled her up.

Before I knew it, about five minutes had passed by. I was easing in and out, in and out. She was moaning like crazy, scratching at my back, making sexy faces.

Harder, faster, deeper.

She was screaming so loud I had to place my hand over her mouth.

I pulled out, and she looked like she was about to cry until I flipped her over. She got on all fours, and I smacked her ass, making her moan right before I slid back inside of her. I gripped her hair, and she looked back at me, biting her lip as I started digging in her shit. All that could be heard was smacking, macaroni, moaning, groaning and more smacking.

When I let her hair go, I held on tight to her hips and fucked her until she creamed, screaming my name.

I pulled out and nutted on her thigh then we both fell out tired as shit.

“Mmm,” she said lazily. “I’ma need that more often.”

I ignored her ass and ended up falling asleep.

The club was jumping. Music was loud, lights were flashing all over the place, and I was trying real hard to just have a good time. We’d only been here maybe twenty, thirty minutes, and already I was dealing with a whole situation.