Page 88 of Flirting with Trouble

“I did paleo once. I learned a few things.” She shimmies lower as she tugs my jeans and briefs down to my thighs and stops. “Your monster thighs don’t make this easy.”

I laugh as she slips from the bed and tugs my clothes the rest of the way off. When she starts to climb onto the mattress, I say, “Uh-uh. I want you naked. If you get to play, so do I.”

“You’re so needy,” she teases, and takes off her blouse.

I fist my cock, giving it a stroke as her bra falls to the floor. “Mm. Look at those gorgeous tits. Why do I want to come all over them?”

Her eyes flame as she takes off her slacks. “Because you’re a Neanderthal, and you want to mark me as yours.”

“Damn right I do.” I give my cock another stroke as she hooks her fingers into the hips of her pretty black panties. “Take them off slowly, baby. I want to sear this movie into my brain.”

She smirks, swaying her hips seductively as she slides her panties lower and turns around, showing me her gorgeous ass as she bends at the waist to take them off.

“Careful, sweet thing, or I’ll come on that ass, too.”

She struts toward the bed. “Only if I let you.”

“You’ll not only let me. You’ll beg me to.” She’s owned her sexuality since the first time we were together when she said, Lay your handsome ass down and let me ride that cock. But tonight feels different. Like my victorious tigress is uncaged for the first time in years.

“That’s big talk,” she says. “But I’m in control now.”

She crawls over me and stops when her mouth is above my cock. I am about to let go of it when she wraps her hand around mine and squeezes. Her hungry eyes are trained on mine as she drags her tongue along the broad head. What a sexy sight she is. My cock jerks in my hand. “Fuck.”

“Eventually,” she promises. “Now stroke your cock with me like a good boy.”

Jesus, that’s hot. I stroke it as she teases the head with her tongue, then follows our hands down my cock, licking my shaft, getting me wetter with each stroke. “Fuck that feels good.” She lowers her mouth over my dick, following our fists down. “That’s it,” I growl. “Look how beautiful you are sucking my cock.” She slows, grinning as she slides her tongue around the broad head again, our hands still stroking.

She dips lower and licks my balls. “Fuuck, baby.” She sucks them into her mouth, and my hips shoot up. “Jesus…Feels good.” She does it again and peels my hand off my cock, fisting it herself as she takes it in her hot, eager mouth. Seeing my sweet, powerful girl, my secret vixen, enjoying every second of pleasuring me magnifies my pleasure. She strokes faster, tighter. “That’s it. So fucking perfect, baby.” I need to taste her. I grab her hair, tugging her face up. “Get up here and straddle my face.”

Her eyes narrow. “I’m not done with you.”

God, this woman. “I’m not asking you to stop for good. I want to make you come while you suck my cock.”

“Oh.” Wickedness shimmers in her eyes. “In that case, forget I objected.”

Before she can move into position, I pull her into a savagely intense kiss. “I fucking love your mouth,” I grit against her lips, and then reclaim them for another devouring. She hungrily returns my efforts, and we both come away panting. “I’m a greedy bastard for you. Don’t stop sucking my cock while you come. Think you can do that?”

“I guess we’ll see. I’ve never done it like that before.” She lowers her voice to a whisper. “But I want to.”

I really am greedy, because that makes me feel like a fucking king.

“That is, if you can continue pleasuring me while you come,” she challenges.

I fucking love this domineering side of her. “That is not a problem.”

As I guide her pussy down to my mouth, she wraps her hand around my cock and takes it in deep. We both moan, and she strokes me faster. I hold her tight against my mouth, fucking and licking as she sucks me off with mind-numbing intensity. Her hand is tight, her mouth is hot, and her pussy is as sweet as fucking heaven.

I grab her ass as I devour and tease. The tighter I squeeze her ass, the more sinful sounds she makes, and I don’t miss those cues as we take and taunt each other right up to the brink. She whimpers with every slick of my tongue, grinding against my mouth. When I bring my teeth into play, her lustful sounds vibrate along my dick. I clench my teeth, trying to stave off my release in order to bring her even more pleasure. I intensify my efforts, using my fingers on her clit, until she’s trembling, her needy, pleasure-drenched sounds vibrating through me as she works my cock so perfectly, I can barely hold back. I quicken my efforts. Her thighs flex, her hips buck, and her hand tightens like a death grip on my cock as she comes, hurling me into ecstasy with her. We thrust and moan, riding out our unrelenting pleasure until we have nothing left to give.

I’m bowled over as I gather her shaking body against me. Her eyes are so full of emotion, I feel it in my bones. We lie nose to nose, and as I kiss her forehead, her cheek, and finally her lips, she melts into me, like I’m her safe haven, and damn do I want to be.

“That was…” I am at a loss for words, but it turns out I don’t need them, because she whispers, “I know.”

We kiss, basking in the aftermath of our lovemaking, and I whisper, “I think I’m going to have to get my secret dominatrix leather lingerie.”

She laughs. “I don’t know where all that came from. I’ve never been like that.”

“I like bringing out your wild side. It turns out there are some pretty great benefits to being your good boy.”