Brazen Bossman: A Hero Club Novel, стр. 33

“I’ll keep that in mind, but right now, I need to fuck you, Piper. It’s all I can think about. I need to be so deep inside of you that you forget your own name.”

“That’ll never happen.” I squeeze his cock hard and bite down on his lip. “You’ll be groaning mine as much as I’ll be screaming yours.”

He grips my ass in both hands and lifts me from the floor again, carrying me farther down the hall before I’m literally tossed into the middle of the bed.

“I should take my time with you.” He pushes his pants down the rest of the way, kicking them to the side then crawls onto the bed like a tiger zoning in on his prey. “I should savor you, but I have to be honest.” He slowly peels my pants down my legs, taking my panties along for the ride. “I can’t be tender or soft right now.” He moves off the bed and goes around to the drawer and retrieves a condom.

I watch as he opens the foil packet and slips the latex onto his length.

“Then don’t be.” I prop up on my elbows, sliding my thighs back and forth against one another to create some form of friction.

“Be careful what you wish for.” He grips my ankles in his hands and yanks me toward the edge of the bed until my ass is just hanging off. I yelp in response.

He doesn’t get onto the bed with me. Instead, he stays on his feet and bends over me, placing a hand on the mattress on either side of my head.

I can feel his cock lying against my mound. “Don’t be soft. I want to feel this. I want to feel you. Exactly how you want me.”

“Reach down, take my cock and put it inside of you,” he commands, burying his face in my neck, biting my tender skin.

It hurts, but I like it.

I let my fingers caress his chest, stomach, and hips before guiding his cock down over my clit, and lower… until the tip slips inside, and with a single hard push of his hips, he’s buried to the hilt inside of me.

“Fuck! Oh my God,” I cry out. He’s so big it’s stretching me open, causing a deep ache inside, but I need more. I want more.

“Christ, Piper, you’re so wet.” He keeps one hand by my head then the other rests on my hip, giving him leverage to begin pumping in and out of my body.

Everything pours into this moment.

The game of cat and mouse we’ve played for months.

The flirting.

The fighting.

The hot.

The cold.

It’s all coming to a head right here in this bed.

“Harder. Harder, Nathanial.” I claw at his back, hoping that I’m marking him just as he is marking me.

He moves quickly, standing at full height then lifts my hips from the bed, angling me just right; then he continues his sweet assault on my body.

“So fucking good. God. Damn. So tight.” He speaks each word staccato, blending his voice, my moans, and the wet slap of skin-on-skin into an erotic symphony that echoes so loudly there is no way the neighbors don’t know what is happening in here.

I tug the cups of my bra down to expose my tits, tweaking and pulling at my nipples, giving him a show. I arch my back and moan out his name.

“Keep playing with them. Pinch them. Pull them. They are so fucking perfect. I can’t wait to fuck them one day.” His voice is deep and domineering. That in and of itself is pure sex to me.

“Touch my clit. Touch my clit just a little and I’ll come. I’m so close,” I mewl between soft groans.

“Scream my name when you come. Don’t hold back. I want to hear everything.”

His thumb comes to a rest on my clit then gently rocks back and forth, finding a perfect rhythm with his cock.

In that moment, I become clay in his hands. He’s molding me just as he wants, guiding me closer and closer to the sweet ecstasy we are both desperately chasing.

“Al…most…there…” I squeeze my eyes closed, preparing to burst, when I feel his hand grip my jaw, forcing my face back to his.

“Open your eyes. Don’t hide them. I want to see if they glimmer when you come.”

He gets his wish exactly three seconds later.

I coil inward then shatter like cheap glass in a hurricane, scattering all over in a mess of convulsions and spasms.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuuck!” he roars, as he pumps through my release and dives headfirst into his own.

He collapses down onto his forearms so we are nose-to-nose, still softly moving together, riding out each and every tremble or wave of pleasure still coursing between us.

I’m not sure how long we stay like this. Seconds? Minutes? Hell, maybe even hours, but no part of me is ready to move. I’m not ready to break whatever sorcery is swirling between us.

“Your heart is still racing.” He looks up from where his face was buried in the crook of my neck.

“So is yours.” I slide my hand up and down his back.

“Any regrets?” he asks, pushing up to look down at my face.

“Only one,” I say, cupping his cheek.

“What’s that?”

“We haven’t done it again yet.”

Nathanial

She snores.

It’s very soft, almost so soft you can’t hear it, but it’s there. Somehow, that makes me even more attracted to her.

Obviously, I was nearly positive when she came here tonight we would end up sleeping together, what I didn’t expect, however, was the pure intensity that would be present.

Piper and I have played this game of cat and mouse for so long. Usually, situations like this end up being a letdown after so much buildup, but this was explosive. Nothing could have prepared me for just how perfect it felt to finally have her.

Within minutes of finishing the first time, she crawled on top of me, coaxed my cock back to existence, and rode me so gracefully,