Joke’s on You by Lani Lynn Vale Page 0,27

from the pad of her finger.

It was the single hottest thing that I’d ever seen.

Then her eyes flared as she got the first taste of me.

“You taste good,” she whispered. “I was expecting bitter, but it’s sweet.”

My cock jerked in response, and we both looked down to see it resting against her mound.

There was another drop of pre-cum waiting there just for her to taste, and she didn’t disappoint.

She swiped that drop with her finger, brought it to her lips, and sucked her finger into her mouth.

Her eyes closed, and I couldn’t take it anymore.

I had to have her.

This first time? Hard and fast.

The one after that? Slow and steady.

I ripped the condom open with my teeth, slicked the condom over my cock as far as it would go, and lined it up to her entrance.

Her eyes opened when she felt me there, and she scooted farther to the edge of the sink and leaned back.

That’s when I allowed myself to take in the rest of her.

God, her skin was like porcelain. All smooth, and soft and sweet.

Her hair was down around her shoulders, half falling from the ponytail that she had it in.

Then there were her breasts.

They were tipped with dusky pink nipples that looked like ripe little berries.

Her breasts weren’t huge, but they weren’t small either. A perfect little handful just for me.

“God, I want to touch you everywhere all at once,” I told her, running my hand down the length of her side, skimming my fingers over the swell of her left breast before curving it down the rest of her body.

My hands felt like sandpaper compared to her soft skin.

I almost took them away, feeling the calluses and scrapes as they ran along her skin, but just as I was about to pull away, she tilted her head back and said, “God, I love the way your hands feel on me.”

My cock jerked at her entrance, and I was unable to help myself.

I had to put my cock inside of her.

I had to sheathe it in her pussy, feel the way she clenched around me tight.

I went slow, pushing in so gently at first since I was scared that I would hurt her.

And she was tight, yes. But she was also wet. Very, very wet.

Meaning, I didn’t go anywhere near as slow as I probably should have, because I could feel her warm tightness starting to surround me, and it was making me momentarily lose my fucking mind.

“Sweet baby Jesus,” she panted as she lifted her hips. “Fuck me.”

The move pushed me just a little bit farther inside of her, and my control snapped.

My brain warred with my instincts.

Fuck her hard. Take her. She’s ready.

On the other hand, there was the less primal part of me saying she’s not used to you. You’re big. Don’t break her. You want to be able to do this thing again.

I ended up giving a little bit of both parts of me, filling her full in one swift move, but holding still once I was there to allow her time to adjust.

She cried out, muffling her scream with her hand placed over her mouth.

That’s when I froze, realizing that I’d forgotten all about my kid.

My sick, probably going to throw up all over my couch, kid.

But, when I didn’t hear any stirring coming from the living room, I couldn’t help but test out my cock’s new plaything.

Pumping my hips, I looked down at where we were connected, loving the way that her pink pussy stretched tight over my hard cock.

I pulled out, then slowly sank back in, loving the way that her juices clung to my shaft.

It looked obscene.

And fucking hot as hell.

I loved it.

My eyes traveled up her body, stopping at her belly to look at all the cute rolls she had there when she was scrunched up the way she was, then moved farther to the curve of her neck.

She had a birthmark right under her chin.

An oblong little spot about the size of the tip of my pinky finger.

It was a spot that I’d always wanted to press my lips against and run the tip of my tongue along its borders.

“Booth,” Dillan whispered. “Please.”

I grinned and glanced up at her, finding her eyes squeezed tightly shut as a flush rose high on her cheeks.

She liked this. Me inside of her.

Which was a good thing, because I planned to make this a regular thing.

But I had to take things slow.

I didn’t want to overwhelm her.

I didn’t want to