First Night (Seductive Nights 0.5)(12)

by Lauren Blakely

“I loved it,” she murmured.

“Good. Because you taste fantastic on me,” he said, then claimed her mouth in a quick, hot kiss. “And now you taste fantastic on you.”

She looped her hands into his thick hair and wrapped her legs around his hips, letting him know what she wanted next. “Can you please sleep with me now?”

He raised an eyebrow. “You ready to feel me inside you?”

“God yes,” she said. “But you need to get naked like I am.” She said and quickly unbuttoned his shirt and pushed down his jeans.

He pulled her up from the chair, looked deep into her eyes, then raked her over head to toe. “I am so glad I walked into your bar tonight, because this is the best night I’ve had in a long time, and you are quite possibly a perfect woman. So as far as I can see, the only thing that could possibly make it better is you bent over the chair with your ass in the air.”

She hitched in a breath as a ribbon of desire was unleashed in her body. “I want it hard, Clay,” she told him as she turned around and bent over, lifting her bottom for him. “I want it hard and deep and I want to feel your c**k all the way inside me.”

He fished in his wallet for a condom, rolled it on, and smacked her ass once.

“You will feel me for days, gorgeous.”

* * *

That back.

So long and sexy and smooth. That hair, all silky and thick and perfect for tugging. But that ass. It was so inviting. Clay rubbed his palms against her smooth, soft skin, then placed a thumb on each cheek to spread her open. Her pu**y was glistening and his c**k twitched eagerly at the sight; jumpy f**ker was ready to be inside her, but he wanted to enjoy the view as he entered. She’d tasted delicious, so hot and sexy and willing, but maybe she tasted so good to him because she liked it the same way he did. She liked to dominate and to be dominated. She liked to talk dirty, and be talked dirty to. She was a scorching combination of everything he’d ever craved in the bedroom – never had he met a woman before that he’d clicked with in every way – and now he was was going to have her how he wanted. He teased her wet lips with the head of his cock. She whimpered, then raised her ass higher.

“You like how my c**k feels against you? You want me inside you?”

“Yes, I don’t want you to tease me. I want you to take me,” she said in a firm tone, turning her head to shoot him a sharp stare.

“You telling me what to do, gorgeous?”

“Yes. I’m telling you what to do. And you better take me now because I don’t want to be teased.”

He rubbed himself against her, and her body responded instantly, shivering as he toyed with her. “But it seems you like teasing,” he said playfully as she pushed back against him.

“Clay, please,” she said, as if she desperately needed him to put her out of her pent-up misery.

“You gonna beg for it?”

“No,” she said, reverting to her tough stance. “I don’t want to beg for it. If you make me beg, I will go masturbate.”

He smacked her ass for that impudence. But he loved her feisty attitude; it shot sparks through his whole body. “I would love to watch you touch yourself,” he said as he pushed the tip of his c**k inside her.

“You think I’d let you watch?”

“Oh, gorgeous. You’d love it if I watched. You’d get even wetter with my eyes on you as you fingered yourself. Are you good at making yourself come, Julia?” He said, sliding in another inch and rolling his eyes back in his head at the feel of her hot flesh surrounding him.

“So good at it. I will make myself come in seconds if you don’t f**k me deep right now,” she said, looking back at him, her green eyes fiery and demanding as she taunted him. “Maybe I’ll even torture you by letting you watch.”