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“Or…” I tap my chin thoughtfully. “You started dreaming of fucking me around the same time you started spying on and stalking me.”
He dips his head and licks my nipple, earning a hiss from me. “I wasn’t stalking or spying on you.” He lifts his head and looks me right in the eyes. “But I’ve definitely wanted you since the first time I saw you.”
On the inside, butterflies and happy warmth swarms my belly, but outwardly, I frown and narrow my eyes. “Sounds pretty stalkery to me.”
He’s unfazed. He licks his thumb and runs it gently over my clit - just enough to make me squirm. “You want me to stop? You probably don’t want to fuck a stalker.”
I couldn’t contain my giddy smile if I wanted to. “I wouldn’t fuck you if you were pure pop star. I’ve never liked candy cotton dicks. That stalker thing gives you just the right amount of bad boy edge.”
He grins. “Oh, I’ve got bad boy edge. Don’t you worry.”
Gripping my ass, he lifts me and urges me forward. I’m more than happy to oblige as I sink down onto him slowly.
And it feels so damn good. I can’t speak or see straight. “Oh. Oh, wow. You fill me so good.”
“You are perfect.” His eyes are on mine, his expression pained. “You are so tight around me. Even better than my favorite fantasy.”
I begin to move on him, rocking my hips as much for me as for him. “Did you fantasize about me often?”
“Every night.” His voice is deliciously rough and raspy.
“And what did you do to me in those fantasies?” I’m getting the barest friction on my clit, but his words and the images they evoke, of his fist around his cock, of me in his mind as he brings himself to orgasm, are building in me when I was certain just moments ago another orgasm was out of reach.
He grips my hips and lifts as he thrusts into me. The move steals my breath and my eyes flutter closed as the sheer pleasure of the moment, of his fingers digging into my flesh, overwhelms me.
“Look at me,” he says.
I do as he asks, and he thrusts into me again. It’s an effort to keep my eyes open, almost more than I can handle, but I manage it. “Tell me about the fantasies.”
He closes his eyes for one long moment and lowers me back onto him. “You need to take over if I’m going to talk.”
I roll my hips and grip the couch behind his head. “Happy to. Did you fantasize about the way I’d taste or the way I’d feel more often?”
He focuses on me, and the look on his face is as delicious as the feel of him between my legs. “Pretty even. Most of the time, I’d get both into the same fantasy.”
“Mmmm.” I’m finding it hard to speak as another orgasm builds. “Tell me more.”
“I fucked you in the shower. On the kitchen counter. On the front stoop, your hands against the door while I took you from behind.”
I rise and lower myself until he loses track of his words and moans. It turns me on even more to see what I can do to him. “Anywhere else?”
“In my bed. After we started going into the woods together, my fantasies moved there. Fucking you against a tree where anyone could walk by and see us.”
I shudder, even as I keep moving on him. “Ugh, move it back inside, quick.”
He chuckles. “I have one fantasy where I wake you up in the morning with my mouth on your pussy.”
“Mmmm. That sounds like fun.” It’s getting harder to breathe and I move faster, chasing my pleasure. “And where did you come?”
He groans. “Fuck, Honey. On your tits, on your ass, on your face, in your mouth, I—”
But I stop hearing him as another orgasm thunders through me, taking all my senses with it for a moment.
When I come back to reality, Jaxon’s looking up at me with something like awe. “So fucking sexy.”
Before I get my bearings, he flips me onto my back, the couch cushions soft under me, his body hard above. “You ready for me?”
“So ready.” I’ve never been more ready in my life.
