What could she say to that other than, Yay! She really should be firm with him but when he did that thing, oh yes, that thing with his tongue, well she wasn’t a saint. Plus she sucked at being firm with him. He was bossy and pushy and arrogant when it came to sex and their relationship. Truly it was part of his appeal. Though it did get exhausting sometimes. She’d dated a lot of men but Charles Dixon was a capital-M man and she loved it when he played at pushing her around. As long as he respected her, she sort of liked how he took charge.
He licked through her cunt, savouring her slowly. The palms of his hands held her thighs open wide and down. That bit of restraint flipped her switch.
Her fingers tunnelled through his hair as she urged him closer, needing more and knowing he’d give it to her. He moaned then and it vibrated through her clit, up her spine, lodging in her brain, the sound/sensation fluttering like a moth.
The flat of his tongue slid back and forth over her clit. Until he pulled back. ‘Mmm, you taste so fucking good. Now hush, you don’t want anyone to hear you. You don’t want anyone to know my mouth is on your cunt. To know I’m just about to make you come all over my face.’ His voice was a breath of sound she barely heard above the water lapping the lakeshore and the wind blowing through the trees.
Still she heard it and it did her in. Her gasp was involuntary and a shiver roiled through her. ‘Get to it already. All talk, you,’ she whispered back and he laughed.
He surged up her body, kissing whichever parts of her were within his reach. ‘Tough talk for a woman so wet, her thighs are glistening.’ He kissed her, owning her mouth, not letting her take refuge but instead making his point. She wanted him and he knew it. He knew just how to get to her, knew her buttons.
Their little game and she loved it as much as he loved him.
‘God, what am I going to do with you?’ she moaned and he nipped her bottom lip.
‘I have many ideas. First of all, stop being so uptight. No one is going to hear us. The girls are watching a movie so loud I can hear it and I don’t give a damn if Eve hears. She wasn’t invited. Anyway, you’re not usually turned off by the notion someone might hear.’
‘That’s strangers, dumbass. This is a house full of your women.’
‘If only it were as lurid as you make it out to be. I told you, the television is on so loud I can hear it and so can you. And Eve is not my woman. You are my woman. And right now, you’re undoing my work on your pussy.’
‘Your wife did that.’ She wanted to cross her arms across her chest and glare at him but it was impossible to pretend she didn’t want him to shove his cock into her even if she was pissed. The damned man was beyond irresistible.
He slid his cock along the seam of her pussy and she widened her thighs to get more contact. A grin, quicksilver, flashed across his face.
‘She’s not my wife. You would be my wife if you stopped freaking out every time I asked and just married me already.’
Gah! Not that while they were doing this. ‘We’ve been … oh that’s very nice … seeing each other, going steady, whatever you want to call it for less than a year. You come with a lot of baggage including Pickles downstairs. We don’t need to rush. Except you need to make me come or put your dick into me.’
He started laughing and rolled her over so that she was on top. ‘That’s better and I’ll give you five dollars to stop calling her that.’
Taking matters into her own hands, she grabbed his cock, angled him and slid down the thick stalk of him until he was inside her fully. ‘If you want the job done right, do it yourself. And anyway, she invites mockery, Charles. She just plays at being helpless to keep you hopping.’
He grabbed her hips and slammed into her cunt and then pulled out, slamming in again. ‘Mmmm, juicy. Now can we speak of something, anything else? Like how you haven’t come yet?’
‘I’m always willing to talk about that.’ She smirked down at him, the lines of his face lit by the moon reflected on the snow outside and the golden light of the fire in the fireplace across the room. ‘You’re too good looking.’
‘Thank you. It’s all for you. Now get to work up there. I think we should start off with a nice, hard orgasm for you and then we’ll follow up with another in a few minutes.’
She arched, letting her head fall back as she rose and fell, repeatedly taking him into her cunt. His finger traced around her nipple and then down the curve of her left breast. Around her belly button and then at last he danced the very tip of it over her clit. They gasped in unison.
‘I love the way your cunt grabs me when I do that,’ he murmured. ‘I love the way you look, above me, gleaming in the firelight, your pussy hugging my cock. Your tits swaying as you fuck me. You’re so beautiful, Katherine. Beautiful and sexy and all mine.’
He looked up at her and meant every word he said. God damn, she was gorgeous. Mouthy, opinionated, independent and damned sexy. Her pussy was an inferno and he
