Page 200 of Just for the Cameras
Her eyes find mine, and they slowly travel down my body until they reach my cock. She wets her lips, straddles me, and gradually lowers her center over me.
“Jesus,” I grumble right before her hips start rotating over my length.
“God, I love your cock, Graydon. I love how big you are, how ready you are. How you allow me to take control when I want to use you.”
“Use me all you want, beautiful,” I say as my hands land on her hips, guiding her movements. “Fuck me however you want. I’m yours.”
Her eyes fall to mine, and with a smile that could kill, she turns around, her ass facing me now. She bends forward just enough to give me a perfect view and starts humping my cock, her arousal moving fast over me, creating enough friction to drive me wild as I stare at her two perfect globes.
She knows me too well now.
She knows my goddamn weakness.
I spank her loud enough for the sound to echo through the room. She holds her moan in, only letting the smallest of sounds fall past her lips.
That’s not good enough.
“Let me hear you.”
“Not with OC in your living room.”
“Fuck him.”
“No, I’d rather fuck you,” she says, looking over her shoulder, her expression so sinister that I forget what we were just arguing about, and I spank her again.
I watch as her teeth pull over her lip, and she lets out a tiny moan for me.
“Fuck. Again, beautiful.”
I spank her once more…and another…and another, her pace increasing with every slap to her ass until we’re both panting and she has me forgetting what the hell I’m supposed to be doing as my pleasure climbs and climbs.
“Shit, stop, Maple. I’m going to…fuck, I’ll come.”
“Then come,” she says and continues driving over me. It only takes three more strokes before I’m coming early, exploding all over my stomach like a fucking rookie.
“Fuck…” I groan, hating myself. “Shit, I’m sorry.”
She turns around, a smile playing on her lips as she takes in my stomach.
“What are you sorry for?” she asks as she leans forward and starts licking the cum off my stomach. “Seems to me like you’re doing just what I want.”
Jesus…Christ…
CHAPTER 37
MAPLE
Graydon’s eyes glaze over asI finish licking his stomach clean, not missing one drop. I could sense his tension all night from the moment we got back here and OC popped out of nowhere. I know he had plans for us, and as time ticked by, he was getting more and more frustrated, but in the back of my mind, all I could think about was how it could be two in the morning and I would still want to have a piece of this man.
I didn’t care what time it was.
He was mine.
When I’m done, I lift back up and drag my fingers over his abs, loving how I was able to make him come early. Something is so hot about him losing all control and not being able to hold back because of what I’m doing.
It’s powerful.
Makes me feel desired.
