Page 142 of Risking the Pucking Defense
She grips my shoulders, holding herself up as I slide my hand lower, pushing one digit inside her as I continue working her clit with the heel of my hand.
“Oh, oh fuck.”
Her pussy clamps down on me, and fuck if my dick doesn’t react. It doesn’t seem to remember that it just blew in her mouth. It wants more. So much more.
Leaning forward, I continue kissing down her throat and moving to her breasts, sucking each nipple into my mouth and gently nibbling when she moans that she wants more. I add another finger and up my tempo, desperate to push her over the edge.
“Oh God, Hayden.”
“Right here, baby. Are you going to come for me?”
“Yes, yes.”
“Come all over my fingers, and then you can have my cock.”
She whimpers as wetness trickles down my hand.
Oh fuck, yeah. I’m making her do that. Me.
It has to be the biggest head-fuck of my life.
“You want that, don’t you, baby? You want me to push inside you, stretch you open, and remind you who you belong to.”
“Yes, yes.”
“Then you need to come for me.”
Her entire body trembles as I curl my fingers a little more, pressing against the spot she guided me to last night.
“Hayden,” she gasps.
“Give it to me, goddess. Show me how fucking incredible you look when you come.”
“Yes, please. Yes.”
“It’s all yours. Everything. Take it all.”
Ten more seconds is all it takes before she shatters, her head falling back as she cries out my name, her body convulsing and sucking my fingers deeper.
The second she’s done, she collapses into me.
“I’ve got you, baby,” I soothe as I gently switch our positions, laying her out on the yoga mat and settling between her thighs.
She stares up at me with heavy, sated eyes, a lazy smile on her lips, and I lose another bit of myself to her.
Taking myself in hand, I drag the head of my cock against her pussy.
She shudders as I circle her clit, another moan falling from her lips.
“Fuck me,” she demands. “Do exactly what you just said.”
Ducking low, I claim her lips as I notch myself inside her, reminding myself just how fucking insane she feels.
But it isn’t the same as last night because—
“Condom,” I blurt, pushing up and staring at her with wide eyes.
“I’m clean, I swear. And I’ve got an IUD.”
