I slide my hands up her thighs to grip the soft pad of her hips, using my hold to keep her in place as I thrust against her. “Tell me.”
Sybil’s eyes close and she lets out a sexy little moan as the tip of my dick glides alongside her clit. “I forget.”
“Good.” I work myself against her again, loving the way her breath catches.
I could easily fuck her like this. And someday I will.
Not today though.
Bringing one hand to the back of her neck, I pull her down against me, mouths meeting as I roll us across the bed, reversing our positions.
Before Sybil can complain more about promises I’ve made, or run her sexy little mouth in an effort to get what she wants, I line up and sink into her.
She’s so fucking warm. So fucking wet. So fucking perfect.
“Oh God.” Her back arches as I work my way in, rocking in shallow thrusts. “Please, Walker.”
“Shh.” I run my lips across her skin, tracing a path from her mouth to her cheek. “Breathe.”
“But I don’t want to breathe. I want to come.” She claws at my ass, trying to force me deeper.
“You can have both, but you have to stay with me.” I rest my forehead against hers, suddenly much less interested in rushing through this. “Didn’t I give you what you wanted before?”
“Eventually.” She snaps it out, the word followed by a grunt of frustration as she tries to wiggle farther down onto my dick.
“Then trust me to do it again.” I’m all for a hot, quick fuck, but there’s a time and a place for it.
And I’ve decided this isn’t it.
“Ugh. Fine.” Sybil’s pout brings another smile to my lips.
Finding her hands with mine, I lace our fingers together, bringing them to rest against the pillows just above her head as I continue my slow rhythm, barely breaching her body. “Relax.”
Her body’s tense. Like she’s trying to fight her way to climax. It’s how she was the night I first found my way between her thighs, and I don’t like it.
“I can’t relax. Because if I relax then I start thinking about other things. And if I start thinking about other things, I forget what I’m doing. And then it’s over and I didn’t get anything out of it but a list of things to Google.” The words tumble out of her mouth, laced with frustration, and it cuts into me.
I lean up, looking at her face. “I’m not going to be happy fucking you for five minutes, Sybil.”
“Well I don’t know what to tell you then.” Her eyes leave my face. “Because after five minutes, I start wondering how many people fit in War Memorial Stadium.”
“That’s… random.” And not at all what I want her thinking about while I’m balls deep inside of her.
“See?” She lifts her brows. “That’s why we need to get this show on the road.”
“No.” It’s an easy answer. “What we need is to figure out a way to work with it.”
If Sybil has problems with her mind latching onto random thoughts and dragging her out of the moment, I’ll just have to feed it things to chew on. And as much as I don’t want distance between us, I think I know of a good starting place.
Pushing myself up to my knees, and ignoring Sybil’s frustrated growl, I pull her legs from around my waist. Gripping her behind the knees, I spread her thighs, looking down at where our bodies are barely joined. “You should see how pretty your pussy looks taking me.” The sharp intake of her breath and tightening of her inner walls confirms my suspicion that conversation will help keep her attention on what we’re doing. “How much of me do you think you have?”
Her eyes are on me, pupils blown. “Not enough.”
“Greedy girl.” I push deeper, fighting the urge to fully bottom out. I’m rewarded with a whimper of need and another flex around me. “Still only halfway, Snoopy.”
I know Sybil says she has issues staying in the moment, but that didn’t seem to be a problem the last time she was in my bed. I have to think driving her so fucking crazy she couldn’t get in her head had something to do with it.
“How do you think it will feel to be full of my cock?” I continue inching into her. “Do you think it’ll be too much?” A little more. “Not enough?” I smirk when she gives me a feral sound. “Let’s find out.” I plunge the rest of the way into the heat of her body, eyes nearly rolling back with how good it feels. “Fuuuuuck.” The word draws out as I try to maintain my control.