Page 48 of Split You Open

Her eyes drop to my crotch as I step back and remove my shirt.

I laugh quietly as I chuck off my pants next, leaving me only in my boxer briefs.

“Want and need are two separate things,” I tell her. “Right now, you need food and sleep.”

“And if I don’t agree?”

“Remember what I told you would happen if you were bad?”

The idea of throwing Blair over my knee and spanking her only gets me harder.

“But I was wrong,” she says, a hint of a whine in her voice. “I need you.”

I chuckle as I climb into bed and lean against the headboard. With an exaggerated sigh, I pull my dick free and stroke it a few times.

“Well, then I suppose I should meet that need as well.”

Blair gives me a winning grin and moves to place her plate down but I shake my head.

“Bring it here.”

Blair frowns but does as she’s told. She shuffles on her knees between my legs and I smile at her.

“Tell me you don’t have panties on.”

She gives me a cheeky smirk. “No panties.”

This woman is going to be the death of me.

“Good girl, now turn around.”

When Blair gives me her back, I reach forward and grab her hips. Gently, I pull her back into me until my cock is pressed up against her back. My right hand slides forward from her hip to dip between her legs. The wet mess there has me groaning with need.

“Oh, baby girl, you do need me.”

“I told you,” she says and gasps as I begin to tease her clit. She squirms and groans, and I shudder in response as she grows wetter.

Fuck me…

I lean down and kiss the crook of her neck. “I need you, too.”

“Then let’s⁠—”

“I need you to eat.”

Blair fumes with indignation as I pull my hand away from her pussy. I chuckle and that only makes her even more irritated.

“Wes!”

“I’ll always take care of you,” I promise as I grab her hips again, this time to lift her up. I settle the entrance to her pussy just over the crown of my cock.

The cry that slips past Blair’s lips as I pull her down the length of me, slow and steady, turns into a hearty, deep-throated groan. I have to suck in a shaky breath as her body grips me greedily. Even with how wet she is, Blair’s tight and… fuck. It takes everything in me not to buck up into her.

This isn’t about me.

This is about taking care of Blair.

Inch by tortuous inch, I drag Blair down my shaft until she’s completely seated in my lap. By the time I let her hips go, we’re both breathing hard.