Page 69 of Convincing the Catcher

“Cane, stop teasing me,” she says, slightly angered. “Please … I’m ready.”

I bury my face into her neck, kissing and licking her flesh and making her squirm as she moans.

“Beg for it, Harland,” I murmur, biting down on her neck and pushing only the very tip of my dick into her. Enough for her to feel it, but not enough to help the pressure she’s feeling.

“Please,” she gripes, and I lift my head to watch her. “Please … fuck me.” She runs her hands down my back, stopping at my ass. “I’m begging you to stop teasing me and give me your dick.”

“You look pretty when you beg, baby,” I say, swallowing hard to try to calm myself down.

I may be playing it cool, but inside, I’m dying to give her what she wants.

“Since you asked so nicely, I can’t say no.” I prop myself up slightly, then slowly sink my dick into her. “But you’d better be ready for every inch, Harland. You’re going to take it all.”

I bury my face into her neck again, not wanting to see her flinch if I cause her pain because she wants this, and I need to give her what she wants. It feels too fucking good to stop, and even though I’ve only given her about half of my cock, I move in and out of her as she scrapes her nails into my back.

I’m damn near losing my mind, still blown away by the sheer fucking tightness of her pussy and loving that I’m her first and her second. She whimpers a few times when I push in another inch, but eventually, her whimpers become soft moans, and those soft moans become louder.

“How’s that, baby?” I mutter into her ear before biting her earlobe.

“Good …” she chokes out. “Don’t … stop.”

My hips thrust a little deeper each time, and now I’m barely holding back at all. I hit deeper and deeper with every thrust, and unlike yesterday, I can tell it feels good for her.

Or she’s a good actress because those moans are inflating my ego …

When I feel my balls start to tingle, I know she isn’t ready yet, so I quickly pull my dick from her heat, and instantly, she scolds me.

“Cane!” she growls. “Why did you do that?”

I could lie and tell her I was teasing her or making her want it more, maybe beg for it again. But I decide right then to be honest.

“Because, Harley, I’m about five seconds away from blowing my load inside of you,” I say, looking down at her again. “Between how good your pussy feels, wrapped around my cock, and those fucking sounds you’re making … I’m a weak man.”

I lift my hips slightly, dragging my dick up and down her slit before gently pushing the tip back inside and resting it there. Her hips lift in an attempt to push it deeper, but her pussy is too fucking tight.

“I’m close too,” she whines, squirming again before her expression grows serious. “Fuck me, Cane. Fuck me so that we can come together.”

I suck in a breath between my teeth, making a hissing sound.

“I won’t last long,” I tell her truthfully. “You feel too fucking good.”

Her hips lift again, nudging me the tiniest bit deeper, and her eyes widen in pure frustration. Dragging in a breath, I grab one of her arms and drop it away from my back before pushing her hand into the mattress.

“Eyes on me,” I say sharply, thrusting my hips and filling her with my cock. “I want to see the look in your eyes when you drench my dick.”

I’m rougher than I was last night, but still hold back, seeing as it’s only her second time. She’s soaked, and I fucking love how I slide in and out of her tight pussy, each time hitting deeper inside with each plunge I take.

Her chin tilts up the slightest, and her hand squeezes mine as her lips part. My balls tingle, and I feel the rush through my body, telling me I’m about to fill her completely, almost like she’s mine to keep.

The hand still on my back digs nails into my flesh, and her brows pull together. I’m already there, but when her pussy clamps around my length, showing how greedy she really is for this, it only speeds up the process.

We don’t say a word, but her eyes never leave mine as she comes apart on my cock and I explode inside her.

I’ve had sex with plenty of women. Probably too many, to be honest. But nothing has ever compared to whatever the fuck I’ve done with Harland over the past few days.

And as I fall asleep with my dream girl in my arms, I come to accept that there’s nothing that ever will once she’s gone either.

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