IF MAKING HER angry ends with her naked and in my bed, I don’t think I’ll ever stop. Looking at Summer’s flushed face and soft skin beckoning for my mouth, I’m thanking the little cow that sits discarded by the door.
Can you fuck me already?
She doesn’t need to ask me twice.
Her gaze follows my hands as I stroke my dick, pretty brown irises flaring.
“I hate you,” she mutters.
A chuckle escapes me as I move closer. “You’re going to hate me even more when you can’t walk tomorrow.”
“Is that a promise?”
“It’s a guarantee.”
I press my lips against hers before she can say anything else. If she keeps talking, I’m pretty sure I won’t last more than half a second. She lies flat on her back and parts her knees, showing me her sweet pussy wet and ready. Reaching into my nightstand drawer, I take out a condom and roll it on.
My body buzzes, and I kiss her again, tasting her sweet tongue. Her desperate whimper breaks our kiss, and her back arches on a breathless moan when my knuckles brush her sensitive core.
“Don’t be a tease,” she chides.
I pull back with a wide grin. “Not a tease.” I drag my cock along her pussy and watch her writhe with a soft sound of pleasure. “I just know what you like.” I press only the tip inside, and she moans so loud I’m forced to put a hand over her mouth.
“The guys are still sleeping,” I whisper, my lips brushing her ear. “And I really want to keep your sweet moans to myself.”
She moves her hips against mine, searching for my cock to fill her. Giving her what she wants, I slide in and watch her eyes roll backward. She’s so fucking tight I can barely move without feeling the resistance. I try to relax her by removing my hand from her mouth to press it against her clit, the other on her perfect tits.
“Come on. Take all of me.”
Her forehead creases. “There’s more?”
I hold back my chuckle when I see her disbelieving face. “You can take it. You’re doing so good, baby.”
I’m holding the back of her head, hovering over her lips. She relaxes in my hold, and I thrust, feeling her fingers dig into me as she muffles a cry into my shoulder.
“Don’t stop,” she says breathlessly.
I could be having a damn heart attack, and I still wouldn’t stop.
“Harder,” she demands, and I hesitate at the throaty command but do as she says. I move her legs over my shoulders, holding her firm against me. Her legs stretch when I move forward.
She whimpers, fisting the comforter, and mouth parted, her body moving with each thrust. “Oh my God, right there.”
Hearing her voice her satisfaction gives me a fucking god complex. This might be my favorite time to hear her voice, and I never want her to stop. I lean forward, bringing my hand to the back of her head to lift her mouth to kiss me. She hooks her arms around my neck, so far gone she can’t even reciprocate the kiss.
“How are you this flexible?” I ask, seeing how she’s folded.
Her breathless laugh answers me before she does. “Shut up, Crawford.”
Summer wraps them around my waist, kissing me with a desperate pull. It surprises me how much she wants to be face-to-face since missionary isn’t my go-to. I’m the only one thinking that because she holds me so tight, her tits crush against my chest, and she bites my shoulder. With how big her personality is, I almost forget how much smaller she is than me. It’s obvious when I’m hovering over her, and her small form clings to me.
She shakes around my cock. “Can’t. Too much.”
I apply just a touch of pressure and watch her shatter. Her muffled high-pitched moan sends a voltage to my dick, and I’m so close I can feel every muscle in my body tighten.
“I’m going to come.” My words are hoarse on their way out. With her pulsing around me, I ride out her orgasm as long as I can. Then with strength I didn’t know she possessed, Summer flips us around to sit on top of me.
Dark eyes brighten. “You’re going to come when I tell you to come.”
Fuck.
I’m doing everything in my power not to, but her tits are sliding across my chest, and I’m entranced. Absolutely fucking mesmerized. When she sees my desperation, she smirks. She fucking smirks at me and lifts higher, pulling me out, my erection begging to go back inside her.
“I need to come,” I beg.
She leans in, her mouth inches from mine. “Say please.”
“Please.”
The quick answer must satisfy her because she holds the base and sits down all at once, buried to the hilt. “Summer…Oh fuck, that’s it, baby.”
With one lazy roll of her hips, I see a flash of white and the pearly gates of heaven through the dizzying array of lights behind my eyes. I would go a happy man.
“Fuck me, Summer,” I order, my fingers digging into her flesh when she does, slow then all at once. It’s almost amusing that the only time she’s listened to me is when my dick is inside her. Though I don’t voice that thought because Summer’s palms land on my chest as she works me inside of her so slow I think I might pass out. Her complacent smile tells me she’s holding back.
“Now who’s being a tease?”
She rolls her shoulder. “Seeing you suffer brings me joy.”
“You won’t succeed.”
“I think I already am.” She smiles, watching my abs tighten with each gyration of her hips.
“Only one of us is winning at this game, and baby, I never lose.”
Whether she intends to agree or shoot back a rebuttal, I don’t hear it. In one quick move, I clasp both her wrists and flip her on her stomach. She kneels as I pull her up to lay her head against my shoulder, mouth parted in pleasure. I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard in my life. With the way every nerve in my body ignites, I’m sure I could replace a bonfire on a campsite.
“I don’t like you,” she says through bated breaths.
“Tell me again when I’m not inside you.” Her pussy squeezes around me, and when she tries to move her ass into me, I hold her still with a moan stuck in my throat. “I like you in charge, but let’s be clear. This pussy is mine, and I’ll take care of it.”
Those must be the only words she needs because her face tightens in ecstasy, and she comes apart when I angle myself to hit her G-spot. The deep position triggers my own release.
My forehead falls in the crook of her neck when she drops onto her stomach. I rest my weight on my forearms so I don’t crush her. A sheen of sweat covers my body, and her sweet smell hugs every inch of my skin. My high hasn’t worn off, and pleasure skips along my bones wanting more. Flipping away, we’re shoulder to shoulder as I stare up at the ceiling and she looks at me.
“That was…”
“Yeah,” she exhales.
When my heartbeat settles into a steady rhythm, I turn to her. “Five minutes then we can go again.”
“Five minutes?” She stares in horror. “I’m going to need like one to three business days and some serious electrolytes.”
I chuckle. “How about ten minutes, and I’ll bring up some BioSteel?”
She only makes a face, probably because she is happily distracted by my naked body. I roll off the bed to discard the condom and pull on my sweats only for her to boo at me. Unlike Dylan, full frontal this early in the morning isn’t my thing. I toss her a shirt for good measure.
“Not very productive if it’s coming off in a few minutes,” she teases.
“Preventative measures in case one of the guys walks in.”
She wears it immediately. Summer’s hair is messy, face flushed, and lips swollen. She looks hotter than ever.
“Hungry?” I ask as she slips out of bed to head into my bathroom. She thinks for a minute and shakes her head, but I don’t buy that. “I’ll get you some breakfast.”
