beyond one-syllable commands. She was seriously fucking with his vocabulary.
She grinned. “For now,” she taunted and his eyes narrowed. Part of him wondered if she knew what she was doing. If she wasn’t purposely daring him to stake a stronger claim.
He shook his head. “Forever.” He punctuated the word by pushing his finger inside her ass to the hilt. She trembled. He knew it wasn’t pain shaking her body, but desire.
“Say it, Lane.” He pulled his finger nearly all the way out. He wiggled his thumb against her clit and was rewarded by the sharp thrust of her hips.
“God, Tris.” Her breathing was labored as he pushed his finger back into her ass, harder this time, faster. He left it buried there as he used his other hand to torment her clit, her pussy. She was shaking violently as he kept her on the verge of an orgasm for several minutes.
“Let me come,” she demanded when he lightened his touch once more.
He shook his head. “We have a few things to settle.”
“Now?” Her eyes widened with disbelief.
He chuckled, even though his cock was reading him the riot act for prolonging this agony. Despite having just come down her sweet throat, his body was ready and dying for round two. He tried to ignore the insane need he felt to thrust into her cunt until his cock fell off. She was driving him crazy. He added another finger to the one in her pussy, thrusting a few times as she thrashed on the floor, reaching desperately for her climax.
“Say you’ll move into my room.” He halted just as she was on the verge of erupting. He realized his tactics were underhanded, but he didn’t give a fuck. He wasn’t going to start over every day with her. From this point on, they moved forward, not back and forth.
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“Fuck you,” she yelled, sexual frustration rife in her voice. He laughed.
“Oh, you’re going to get fucked, kitten. Just as soon as you tell me what I want to hear. Are you moving into this room?”
He wiggled his finger in her ass and she yelled, “Yes!”
“Are you going to stop fighting the relationship idea?” Her fingers curled into fists, gripping his carpet as he scissored his fingers inside her cunt.
“Please,” she whispered. “Let me come.”
“Tell me you’ll be my lover, my girlfriend. Tell me you’re mine, Lane.” He moved the finger in her anus back before shoving in again with more strength than before.
“You aren’t playing fair.”
He closed his eyes and sighed heavily. “I can’t be fair with you, Lane. You make me want too much.”
She gasped as he showed her with his hands, his lips, his teeth and tongue just how much. He staged a full-scale attack on her body and her damn protective shell. He was going to drag her out from behind her fucking self-imposed walls if he had to dismantle them brick by brick.
She was out of control, mindless beneath him as he brought her to orgasm. She screamed and he let her, silently praying his family was out of the apartment already.
She quivered with the aftermath and he grinned ruthlessly as he resumed his torment.
“Tris.” He sensed the slightest bit of panic in her tone. He wouldn’t relent until she surrendered the words he wanted.
“Tell me you’re mine.” He fucked her pussy and her ass with his hands. Her inner muscles clenched against his fingers and he knew it wouldn’t take much to push her into another climax.
“Please,” she cried.
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“Say it.” His fingers moved harder, faster. She reached the pinnacle in an instant and as she came, she said the words he’d waited through a lifetime of Wednesdays to hear.
“Yours!” she cried as her orgasm subsided. “I’m yours.”
“Good. Now hold on.” He quickly donned a condom and slowly pushed his way into her body. They made love leisurely as he tried to prove to her with his cock, his words, his kisses how much he loved her. They cuddled on the hard floor after their climaxes and he heard her soft
She grinned. “For now,” she taunted and his eyes narrowed. Part of him wondered if she knew what she was doing. If she wasn’t purposely daring him to stake a stronger claim.
He shook his head. “Forever.” He punctuated the word by pushing his finger inside her ass to the hilt. She trembled. He knew it wasn’t pain shaking her body, but desire.
“Say it, Lane.” He pulled his finger nearly all the way out. He wiggled his thumb against her clit and was rewarded by the sharp thrust of her hips.
“God, Tris.” Her breathing was labored as he pushed his finger back into her ass, harder this time, faster. He left it buried there as he used his other hand to torment her clit, her pussy. She was shaking violently as he kept her on the verge of an orgasm for several minutes.
“Let me come,” she demanded when he lightened his touch once more.
He shook his head. “We have a few things to settle.”
“Now?” Her eyes widened with disbelief.
He chuckled, even though his cock was reading him the riot act for prolonging this agony. Despite having just come down her sweet throat, his body was ready and dying for round two. He tried to ignore the insane need he felt to thrust into her cunt until his cock fell off. She was driving him crazy. He added another finger to the one in her pussy, thrusting a few times as she thrashed on the floor, reaching desperately for her climax.
“Say you’ll move into my room.” He halted just as she was on the verge of erupting. He realized his tactics were underhanded, but he didn’t give a fuck. He wasn’t going to start over every day with her. From this point on, they moved forward, not back and forth.
87
Mari Carr
“Fuck you,” she yelled, sexual frustration rife in her voice. He laughed.
“Oh, you’re going to get fucked, kitten. Just as soon as you tell me what I want to hear. Are you moving into this room?”
He wiggled his finger in her ass and she yelled, “Yes!”
“Are you going to stop fighting the relationship idea?” Her fingers curled into fists, gripping his carpet as he scissored his fingers inside her cunt.
“Please,” she whispered. “Let me come.”
“Tell me you’ll be my lover, my girlfriend. Tell me you’re mine, Lane.” He moved the finger in her anus back before shoving in again with more strength than before.
“You aren’t playing fair.”
He closed his eyes and sighed heavily. “I can’t be fair with you, Lane. You make me want too much.”
She gasped as he showed her with his hands, his lips, his teeth and tongue just how much. He staged a full-scale attack on her body and her damn protective shell. He was going to drag her out from behind her fucking self-imposed walls if he had to dismantle them brick by brick.
She was out of control, mindless beneath him as he brought her to orgasm. She screamed and he let her, silently praying his family was out of the apartment already.
She quivered with the aftermath and he grinned ruthlessly as he resumed his torment.
“Tris.” He sensed the slightest bit of panic in her tone. He wouldn’t relent until she surrendered the words he wanted.
“Tell me you’re mine.” He fucked her pussy and her ass with his hands. Her inner muscles clenched against his fingers and he knew it wouldn’t take much to push her into another climax.
“Please,” she cried.
88
Waiting for Wednesday
“Say it.” His fingers moved harder, faster. She reached the pinnacle in an instant and as she came, she said the words he’d waited through a lifetime of Wednesdays to hear.
“Yours!” she cried as her orgasm subsided. “I’m yours.”
“Good. Now hold on.” He quickly donned a condom and slowly pushed his way into her body. They made love leisurely as he tried to prove to her with his cock, his words, his kisses how much he loved her. They cuddled on the hard floor after their climaxes and he heard her soft
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