Page 10 of Dr. Sexypants

Her tits jiggled when she hopped on the counter, and my fingers itched wanting to feel the weight of them in my hands.

Her pussy glistened in the silver glow filling the room when she opened her legs and mewled, “Are you going to fuck me, Dr. Weaver, or just stand there staring all night?”

It sounded like a dare.

Challenge accepted, baby.

I liked it. I got the feeling she was testing how far she could push me before I asserted my dominance.

I stalked toward her and ran my index finger down her wet seam before pulling it between my lips.

“Mmm, I knew you’d taste sweet,” I moaned when I withdrew my finger from my mouth, then circled her clit while I leaned closer to growl in her ear, “And, don’t worry, I’m going to fuck you, sugar. I’m going to fuck you until you come all over my cock and beg for more.”

She drew a quick breath in as her lips parted. “Ohhhh…” Then she reached up, grabbed a fistful of my hair, and growled back, “Then what are you waiting for?”

Fuuuuuck me, that’s hot.

But she wasn’t the one in charge.

I plunged a finger inside her soaked pussy, causing her to arch her back and moan while she kept her emerald eyes glued to mine.

“I just want to make sure you’re ready for me, baby,” I replied as I slowly finger fucked her.

She impatiently reached for the button on my pants, and I gave her clit a hard tap with my other hand.

“I didn’t say you were ready, yet.”

“I’m ready! And I swear to god, if you don’t fuck me right now, I’m getting dressed and finding someone who will!”

Well, when she put it like that…

“So impatient,” I chided as I pulled my wallet from my back pocket and pulled out a condom.

I only faltered for a second unbuttoning my pants while I debated how far to lower them. My gut said I could trust Kristy, but I was still cautious and dropped them just below my ass.

She snatched the condom from my hand and ripped it open with her teeth as I pulled my cock from my boxer briefs.

Her eagerness was an ego boost, and my dick was hard as steel when she rolled the condom over the shaft. I’d never had a woman do that before.

Then again, I’d never had a woman demand I fuck her, either.

It was obvious she wanted it hard and fast. That meant I probably wouldn’t last long—especially considering it’d been a while since I’d been with anyone—but I was more than willing to oblige her.

But she had better come just as quick or I might have to put her over my knee.

Grabbing her under the chin, I held her in place so she had no choice but to look into my eyes when I told her, “Be a good girl and take my cock,” before plunging deep inside her wet pussy.

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Kristy

Okay, I was not expecting Mr. Nice Guy to turn into Mr. Dom once his dick got hard, but holy shit did I like it.

“Be a good girl and take my cock?!”

Um, yes, please.

I’d been told on more than one occasion I was over the top and “a lot”. I think one guy used the word, “scary”. I liked that Justin didn’t seem intimidated—just the opposite, actually.