“I’ll be right back.” He might have one in his bag. Might. Fuck. He needed to be way more prepared.
His bag was on the sofa. Hopefully Kyle had gone back to bed. He opened the door and had no such luck.
Kyle sighed, shook his head, and handed him a line of condoms, proving he was better prepared than Hutch. “Dumbass.” Kyle turned and started back toward the guest room. “I left the military for this job.”
Yeah, Kyle should get used to shenanigans because they went hand in hand with being a McKay-Taggart employee. No shame washed through Hutch, just a deep gratitude that someone had condoms. Otherwise he would be running into some 24-hour store begging.
Noelle had gotten into bed and covered herself with a sheet by the time he came back.
That was not happening.
He gripped the sheet and pulled it back. “Don’t cover yourself when we’re playing. I want to see every inch of you. When we’re playing, you’re mine. If you want to stop, that’s fine, but I don’t think you want to.”
He pulled off one of the condoms, placing the rest on her dresser. He ripped it open and found her staring at him.
“I think you’re perfect, too,” she said quietly.
He was far from, but he would take it. He stroked himself as he stared down at her, getting himself hard and ready. She watched him, her eyes on his cock. She bit her bottom lip, and her nipples were a deep pink and stiff. She still wanted him.
He laid himself out, wanting to give her the control in this case. Later, he could turn her and twist her and fuck her any way he wanted. But this first time he wanted her to go at any pace she liked. He’d eaten her pussy in an attempt to make sure she came, but he wanted to watch her come again, wanted to see the look on her face, know they were together in this moment.
“I want you on top. I want to watch you,” he said, offering her his body.
“You want to push me.” She pressed up off the bed. “I’ve never been on top.”
He shook his head. “I want to watch you. Why wouldn’t you…” Was it hard for her to be on top? Did the position hurt her in some way? “I want to give you what you want.”
She smiled and moved over his body. “I like the fact that you don’t immediately think of my legs and whether or not they work. I don’t know how this is going to go. Let’s find out.”
She was awkward and gorgeous as she straddled him and took his cock in hand. He bit back a groan as he felt the heat of her pussy start to surround him.
He let his hands find her hips. “You’re the sub, baby. You’re the only one who gets to tell people what your limits are, and we can explore them all. In that, yes, I do want to push you and I want you to push me, too.”
But right now he wanted her to fuck him. His eyes threatened to roll to the back of his head as she started to lower herself onto his cock. He watched as she gasped and adjusted to take in every inch. He tilted his hips up, wanting there to be absolutely nothing between them.
“I think I like this,” she whispered as she started to move. “It feels really good.”
It felt like heaven.
He glanced up, and there was a look of wonder in her eyes that had his hands gripping her harder as though she might disappear if he didn’t hold on to her.
“I like this a lot, Hutch. It feels different.” She moved up and then back down.
It took her a minute to find a good rhythm, but he helped her. He thrust up, every muscle in his body tense and wanting. “You feel different.”
Different than anything he’d had before. He matched her, finally synching up and letting himself go. He let go of anything but how good it felt to be here with her. Her head dropped back and he felt her tighten around him, sending him straight over the blissful edge.
She dropped onto his chest and he wrapped his arms around her, perfectly content that he was still inside her.
“I think you could push me a little more, Sir,” she whispered in his ear.