Page 17 of Pucked Into Position

“I understand,” she says, gripping my shoulders.

I brace myself over her with one hand. With the other, I glide down her body, brushing past her hardening nipples. She hisses at the sensitivity and I tease them for a moment, pinching and massaging.

She lets out a low moan that turns me nearly feral. Barely holding on, I continue to move my hand down over her waist, past her hips, and directly to her soaking, wet pussy. Her thighs fall open, giving me full access to swirl my thumb around her swollen bud.

“Ryan,” she says my name like a prayer.

“I’ve got you, Lana. Now let me show you just how real this is for me.” I slip one finger inside of her, and capture the sounds she makes with a passionate kiss. The air between us grows thick and electric.

I gently slide another finger in, and begin to stretch her, carefully. I may want to claim her as mine, but I don’t want to hurt her.

“Please, Ryan. Just fu—” I crook my fingers and her head falls back, her nails dig into my shoulders. “Why is this still on?” She huffs, tugging at my shirt.

I chuckle and rip it over my head with one hand, continuing to pump my fingers in and out of her, scissoring them open with each pulse to prep her for my thick cock. It bounces in time with each pulse of her pussy around my fingers, desperately reaching for her.

“Are you ready?” I ask, crooking my fingers once more.

Lana groans and grasps at the sheets, looking for something to hold onto. She’ll feel like she’s floating by the time I’m done with her.

“Yes. Please, Ryan.” She’s breathing heavily now. Her breasts rise and fall quicker the closer I get her to the edge.

I slip my fingers out and she whines. It cuts off abruptly when her breath catches. My cock is now lined up to slip inside of her heat.

“Tell me when to stop.” I slowly push forward. She tenses, and there’s a bit of resistance. “Relax, baby girl,” I coo, cupping a hand to her cheek. She nuzzles into it and takes a deep breath, relaxing her core. “That’s it. You’re letting me in now.”

I slip the head of my cock into her, and she gasps, her hips bucking with unexpected pleasure.

“Don’t stop!” she cries out, pushing her hips up to take more of me. I slowly rock my hips, careful not to go too quick.

“Ryan, please move. I can’t—oh god—shit.” She loses the ability to speak clearly, babbling as I pull most of the way out and carefully snap my hips forward.

“I—fuck—want to try something,” she says after a couple minutes of me slowly thrusting. I cock my head to the side.

“What is it, baby girl?” Her cheeks heat and she covers her mouth with her hands. It’s the cutest damn thing, especially with me inside her. I pump shallowly, keeping her going. She bites back another moan.

“Flip me over and…” She hides her face. “Spank me while you—”

My brows shoot up. Dirty girl.

“While I, what?” I press, leaning over her to press our hips closer together.

She inhales sharply as I fill her fully.

“While you fuck me.” The words spill out in a rush, barely leaving any space between them.

“You want me to spank you while I fill you?” I ask, thrusting shallowly, making her moan.

“Yes.”

My cock twitches, and I take control. I pull out long enough to flip her over and haul her hips up to gently slip back inside her.

“Oh god,” she moans, clutching at the sheets.

“No, baby girl. There’s no room for any other man in our bed, including God.” My voice is rough. It’s becoming more difficult to control myself.

Leaning over her, I pump my hips, feeling her clench around me as I reach around to rub her clit. “That’s it.”

“Ryan, it’s too much,” she whines while pushing into my hand.