But with Gary, it’s completely different. The older man knows exactly what I want before I even realize I want it, and I breathe deep.
“Yes, right there,” I moan. “Mmm, that feels good!”
One of the alpha male’s hands has landed on my thigh, parting my legs slightly. I can’t stop myself from squirming as I think about how badly I’d like to have his hands all over me. I know he’s already touching me, but it isn’t enough. I need more.
“Yes,” I pant, looking down. “More please.”
Gary chuckles and I can feel my cheeks burning as he pulls away from our kiss, a knowing smirk on his face. OMG, I’m so embarrassed. Am I coming off like a slut? I clear my throat, averting my eyes, only for them to land on the prominent bulge in his pants, and my mind goes blank. Obviously it doesn’t matter if I’m being slutty because Gary likes it.
But still, there are things that need to be cleared up. I swallow thickly before looking into those his intense blue gaze again. “Should we be doing this?” I ask quietly, knowing full well that we shouldn’t.
I glance over at Brian. It’s only for a second, but my lover sees and rests his thumb and forefinger on my chin, turning my head back toward him again. My nerves settle a bit from the look of complete domination on Gary’s handsome features. His mobile lips quirk into a smile, even as a dimple shows itself. This man oozes confidence and self-assurance, and there’s no arguing with it.
“Absolutely.” Gary’s voice drags me back to reality.
“What?” I clear my throat, raising my brows at him. “I’m sorry?”
He lets out one of those deep chuckles of his, more like a rumble from within a volcano. “Absolutely, we should be doing this, sweetheart.”
Oh. Right.
But that means I have some loose ends to tie up first.
“Brian,” I call, clicking my fingers to get his attention. “Brian, Brian!”
My boyfriend doesn’t even stop his weird kicks in the air.
“Hmm?” he mutters before launching into a flurry of attacks at an unseen enemy.
“We’re over, okay?” I say. “You and me? Done.”
There’s obviously no reply because evidently, Brian’s just reached a new challenge and he screams with excitement while delivering a tomahawk chop. Then, he turns back to his punching, whirling, and kicking as I face his father once more.
“There,” I say in a soft voice. “I know the break-up wasn’t very elegant, but it had to be done.”
“And I love that about you,” Gary growls before pressing a kiss to the corner of my mouth. “You’re very principled, sweetheart.”
I giggle, my breasts jiggling against his hard chest.
“I think you mean very un-principled, Mr. Hickman, because I’m about to make love with my ex-boyfriend’s dad.”
The light in those blue eyes flares, and the breath catches in my throat as chest hardens.
“That you are, baby girl,” he rasps. “You’re right on that one.”
Then, the game is on. Gary hooks his arms underneath my thighs and drags me toward him on the couch without any struggle, all the while pulling my shorts off with the ease of a seasoned professional. The manhandling has my back arching and another moan slipping past my lips.
“Mmm, yes!”
My chest rises and falls quickly as he pushes my panties to the side, not even bothering to take them off as he quickly unzips his pants, glancing over at Brian just to be sure that his son’s still unaware of what’s going on, which of course, is true.
“We have to be quick,” the older man rasps. “But fuck, you have me so aroused honey, that it’s going to be quick no matter what.”
The haste only makes me feel even more needy. Gary groans as he rubs three fingers between the lips of my cunt and then uses them to slick his cock up after he’s popped it out from the confines of his boxers. I gasp, my eyes going wide.
“Mr. Hickman,” my voice trembles. “You’re big and I’m not sure—”
But Gary merely covers my mouth in another deep kiss.
“It’s going to be fine, baby,” he soothes as his fingers stroke my clit in circles. “You’re young and you’ll stretch. It’ll fit, I promise.”
Then, he moves closer until the tip of his cock is lined up with my entrance. It’s glistening and wet, already leaking seminal fluid as he pushes inside, all in the span of just a few seconds. The older man grunts, his eyes flaring. Fuck, he’s desperate to get inside of me, and it makes me feel so feminine. It makes me feel sexy and utterly wanted.
“Oooh,” I whine, squirming a bit with discomfort. “It’s big!”
“Shhh,” Gary soothes against my lips. “Just give it a little time, baby girl. You’ll stretch. Just wait a moment.”
He’s right because the burn begins to subside and I lift my hips experimentally, allowing him to edge deeper inside.