Page 41 of Property of Player

He pins my hands over my head, holding them firm with one hand, then dips his head and closes over the tight bud, laving it with his tongue, and then sucking so hard I writhe beneath him, wanting everything he gives me.

He nibbles and sucks until my nipple is red and engorged, then he moves to the other, giving it the same treatment while he teases the first with his thumb.

Oh God, I don’t want him to stop. It feels so fucking good.

He lifts his head, and his hand slides up my chest to encircle my neck, then his mouth closes over mine, and he kisses me fiercely.

I give over total control, loving how he takes it, and another rush of wetness floods my pussy. I moan into his mouth, undulating beneath him.

He growls, and his free hand slides between my legs to stroke his fingers through the slippery wetness. I kiss him harder.

He brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks them inside his lips. “So fucking sweet. Like fucking candy.”

My entire body heats as I watch him lick every drop.

Holding my gaze, he returns his fingers to my pussy, treating me to soft, teasing strokes. “Do you want more, baby girl?” he growls lowly, and I feel his cock straining and bulging against his slacks.

Slowly, I nod. “Yes,” I whisper heatedly as he starts to undo his jeans. I writhe in anticipation as his cock pops free to nudge hot against the skin of my bare hip.

He leans in, letting his lips brush my earlobe.

“On your knees, Tay,” he purrs, releasing me.

I turn as he strips and then positions himself behind me. I feel his warm palm smooth over my skin from the small of my back to between my shoulder blades, where he presses me down. I extend my arms out, dropping my torso until the fabric of the comforter tickles my nipples, my ass still up in the air.

“Fucking gorgeous,” he murmurs, his hands sliding across my skin to clamp around my hips and drag me back, positioning me where he wants me.

I love how possessive his touch is, controlling, and taking what he wants. I wait, trembling with anticipation of what he’ll do next. Then his fingers dip between my spread legs, and he torments me with teasing strokes that drive me wild.

I sigh.

His fingers dip inside me, then swirl around my clit, bringing me quickly back up to balance on that razor’s edge. I drop my head, whimpering.

“You want my dick, baby doll?”

I nod.

“Tell me.”

I moan, and his palm smacks down on one butt cheek, making me jump as pleasure jolts through me, and another rush of wetness soaks me.

“Oh God, yes.”

“Say it.”

“I want your dick inside me, Player. Please.”

He takes it in his hand, swirls the head around my opening, then slides deep. I clamp down, and he pauses. “Let me in, Taylor.”

I breathe in, will myself to relax, and he slides deeper. It’s been so long since I’ve been with a man his size that he’s a tight fit, his big cock stretching me. It only spurs him on.

He grunts and pushes deeper. “That’s it, baby. You feel so fucking good.”

I arch my ass higher, and he slides over that sweet spot deep inside me. I suck in a breath, and he pulls part way out and does it again.

“Right there?” he asks.

“Yes,” I answer, my face against the bed.