Her mouth curls into a playful smile. I reach down and cup her cheek, tipping her head back. I run my thumb over her bottom lip. “First, tell me something you love about yourself, baby doll.”
She blinks and stares up at me. Odd request, maybe. But no matter how she tried to explain it away, thatgross mom bodycomment is still bugging me.
She takes her hands off my belt and leans back on her elbows, giving me an incredible view. I’m dying to drop to my knees and worship her the way she deserves.
But first, I want an answer.
She trails her fingers between her breasts and over her stomach. “The way you feel inside me.”
Fuck me. She’s going to test every ounce of restraint I have. “Nice try,” I answer as coolly as possible. “But that’s about me. Not you.”
She lifts one shoulder. “It’s aboutus.”
I never tire of her challenging me and I’m an extremely patient man. I cock an eyebrow, quietly letting her know she’s not getting out of answering my question.
She lets out a long, slow breath and turns her head. “I love my hair. Trinity suggested a blonde wig to complete my costume but I said no.ThisSandy is going to have auburn curls.”
I reach down and run my hand over the damp strands, slowly drying into loose waves. “I’m glad. I love your hair too.”
“Satisfied?” she asks. Stretching out on the bed, she arches her back, thrusting her tits up in a way she knows I can’t resist. One of her hands slides between her legs. “Are you going to give me a treat or do I need to treat myself?”
I fall down over her, covering her body with my own. “You play dirty.”
She loops her arms around my neck and playfully pouts. “I know.”
I dip my head, pressing my lips to hers. She opens for me immediately, stroking her tongue against mine. Her arms lock around my neck, holding me in place like she’s determined to kiss every thought in my head away.
I shift us onto the mattress better, then dip my head to take one perky, pink nipple in my mouth, sliding my tongue over the tip.
Underneath me she gasps and lifts her legs, hugging her knees to my hips. I pull back. “What’s wrong?”
Instead of answering, she slides her hands between our bodies, going for my belt again. One of her hands slides lower, cupping my painfully hard cock.
“You hit just the right spot and I need you inside me.Now.”
I’m fighting a battle I’ll never win. “I’m not ready, baby doll.”
“The hell you’re not,” she mutters, finally working my belt loose.
Rumbling with laughter, I take my weight off her and strip off my shirt. “That’s not what I meant.”
“Mmm, much better.” She slides her hands over my stomach, my sides, and down my back. Her fingers like trails of fire flowing over my skin.
I trail kisses over her neck and chest. She shudders under me when I suck her nipple into my mouth again.
“Please,” she whispers.
“Baby doll, I want to kiss every single inch of your body.”
Her lips purse into the frustrated pout I can’t resist. Finally, I take mercy on her and together we slide my jeans down.
“God, yes,” she murmurs, curling her hands around my throbbing cock.
“Fuck.” I squeeze my eyes shut, enjoying the sensation. She’s right. Dragging this out isn’t the way to go. I need to be inside her. Now. And judging by the way she’s wrapping her legs around my waist, we’re on the same page.
I shift my body and use one hand to guide the head of my cock right where I need it. “Mine,” I whisper against her neck.
“All yours. Now take me.”