Page 55 of Against The Boards

“Mmmhmm,” she moaned with her mouth full of my cock.

She was such a liar; she wasn’t bad at sucking dick at all.

I had to focus on trying to not finish while she took me deeper and sucked on me hard. She teased me, pulling me in and then pulling back so she could lick me from root to tip, then she sucked on me again.

“Rox…” I moaned while I gripped her hair tighter.

She must have sensed I was close because she suddenly released me with a wet pop.

“When was the last time you did that?” I asked.

Her on her knees with her lipstick-smeared mouth near my cock was a sight I never wanted to forget. I wanted to burn the image into my retinas, memorize it and never forget this night. It would be the star image for my spank bank, that was for sure.

“Not since university,” she admitted and wiped her eyes. “Shit, that made my eyes water.”

“Damn girl, I’m sorry.”

“You don’t think I’m bad at it?”

“Fuck no! You were moaning while sucking my dick; that was hot.”

“But I can’t even deep throat.”

“Rox, I don’t care. Your lips wrapped around my cock felt amazing.”

She smiled up at me and returned to her spot beside me on the bed.

I got out of bed and went to grab a condom from my wallet. I slid it on my cock and found the lube in my bag. I squeezed a liberal amount out and worked it down my length, then wiped my hand off with a tissue and climbed back onto the bed.

I traced my hands down her face, across the planes of her body, until I gripped her hips in my hands. Her body was luscious and curvy, and yet she felt so small beneath my muscular bulk. I cradled her in my arms, afraid I would break her, while I kneed her legs open and slid home.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” I groaned.

“We should have done this sooner,” she admitted while she wrapped her legs around me.

I didn’t disagree with her. I pumped into her slowly until we found the pace together, me driving into her hard while she bucked her hips up and met me pound-for-pound. Her fingernails dug into my back as we rocked and writhed together.

“You’re so beautiful,” I whispered across her skin while I kissed her neck.

She wrenched my head back by my hair, forcing me to look into her passion-filled eyes. “Don’t say that. Don’t tell me things you think I need to hear.”

I adjusted my position and pressed my hand against where we were joined. “I thought we went over this. I’m not lying,” I seethed through gritted teeth and rubbed tiny circles on her clit in time with my thrusts.

“I’m not what men like you want.”

“Yes, you are. Stop overthinking this, and let me give you this pleasure. Let me worship your sexy body.”

“Benny, I’m not—”

I cut her off with a kiss while I pumped into her and gave her feather-light touches on her clit. “You’re such a frustrating woman. I love your body, and I want to please you. Give in.”

“No,” she growled.

“Give in,” I demanded.

She ground her teeth. So fucking combative, but I loved it.

“Please, angel? Let me get you there,” I urged her while I buried myself deeper inside her hot heat. Her resolve was slipping with each thrust, and when she closed her eyes and rolled her hips lazily to meet me, I knew I had won.