Marrying Mr. Wrong (Dirty Martini Running Club #3) - Claire Kingsley Page 0,69

floor. Kneeling on the couch, I pushed her legs open and traced my fingers up her wet slit.

“Yes,” she breathed.

“My sweet sugar needs to come, doesn’t she?”

“So bad.”

I leaned closer and let my heavy erection slide across her wetness. “Condoms are in the bedroom, honey.”

Her eyes fluttered. “I know, but oh my god, do that again.”

Pulling my hips back, I dragged my cock over her slit, then pushed forward. My shaft glistened with her wetness.

“Such a beautiful pussy,” I said, gliding between her legs again. “You’re so wet and pretty.”

She reached down and pressed my dick against her while I pumped my hips. The sight of my swollen cock sliding between her hand and her slick folds was so fucking hot. The tip glistened as it moved smoothly beneath her fingers and she moaned, rubbing me against her clit.

“That’s it, beautiful. Make yourself feel good.”

Her hips rolled and her hand slid along my shaft. I loved watching her take her pleasure from me. The way her lips parted and her breath came in short gasps. The way she held my cock firmly against her, rubbing herself right where she needed it.

I moved faster, giving her more friction. My abs flexed and my fingers dug into her thighs. Pressure built fast. If I wasn’t careful, I was going to come all over her stomach.

And maybe I would. But she was coming first.

She rubbed herself harder. Faster. Whimpering and moaning, her eyes closing. I thrust my hips, letting my cock drag against her, watching it slide in and out of her hand.

So. Fucking. Hot.

“Yes, sugar. Don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop until you come.”

The wet glide of her silky skin was almost too much. Tension grew, but I wanted to watch her come like this.

She cried out, her rhythm suddenly changing. Her pussy pulsed against my shaft and I moved with her as she came. Watched while she came apart beneath me.

Her movements slowed and her eyes opened. “Wow.”

I sure liked hearing that. “Was that good, sugar?”

The corners of her lips turned up in a smile. “Amazing.”

“Good. Fuck, you’re sexy.” I moved through her wetness again, my cock aching for release.

She wrapped her fingers all the way around my shaft and stroked. My hips jerked and I thrust into her hand with a deep groan.

“Bring it up here.” She met my gaze with a wicked gleam in her eyes, then let go of my cock and squeezed her tits together.

“Holy shit,” I said before I could stop myself. Who was this woman?

“Do you want to?” She squeezed them again and slid her fingers over her hard nipples. “Because I think you do.”

“Are you kidding?” I moved up her body, settling with my thighs on either side of her ribcage. We had just enough room. “Baby, I’d love to fuck those tits.”

A hint of shyness crept into her expression and she shifted her grip on herself. “I’ve never done this before, so…”

I let my erection settle in between her tits. “Truth? Neither have I. But I can’t fucking wait.”

“Really? This is a first?”

“Sure is.”

She pushed her tits together, wrapping me in her soft flesh. “I kind of love that.”

“I kind of do too.”

And I really did. If I was going to experience something new with anyone, I wanted it to be Sophie.

“Okay, Cox.” Meeting my eyes, she squeezed harder. “Fuck my tits.”

Just hearing filthy words on my sweet sugar bug’s lips was almost enough to make me come before I’d even started. With a groan, I moved my hips, sliding my hard length between her beautiful breasts.

It wasn’t just the way it felt—and it felt fucking amazing—that made it the single hottest thing I’d ever done. It was the way it looked. Sophie’s hands on her tits and my cock thrusting between them. I watched in awe while she squeezed herself around me. While my cock, coated in her wetness, rubbed against her silky-smooth skin.

My back stiffened and my muscles flexed. The pressure was almost unbearable. Growling like an animal, I drove harder. Moved faster. I reached down and laid my hands over hers, pushing her tits tighter around my cock.

Losing control, I grunted hard. My hips jerked, my thrusts erratic. And I came undone.

I grunted with each pulse, grinding my teeth together, my cock throbbing. Thick ropes of come burst out the tip, splashing across Sophie’s neck and chin. A primal part of me, deep inside, reveled in the sight of my come on her skin, my cock slick and sliding between her