Playing For Her Heart - Megan Erickson Page 0,7
sounds of it, and she would have been embarrassed at how wet she was, of the mess she was making, if she was anyone but Sari.
It seemed to spur Breck on. He reached down between them and rubbed his cock over her clit. “You’re so fucking wet, Princess,” he gasped, then licked a nipple and bit it gently. “Love how wet you are.”
He lifted his gaze, locked eyes with her, then stuck out his tongue, flicking her nipple once, twice, before moving on to the other one. God, that tongue. What more could he do with that thing? She wondered if he practiced knotting cherry stems. Or maybe he’d worked up to something stronger and could bend paperclips with it. That’d be something.
He smiled then, a wicked one that made him look like a teenager about to drink for the first time. Then his mouth was on hers again, and she heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper.
He pulled back and sat on his heels between her legs. He took her right foot and slowly began to undo the laces to her boots. She squirmed, but let him work, watching as he pulled off her boot and placed a kiss on the inside of her ankle bone, his lips slipping up her calf. Then he proceeded to do the same to her other foot, his fingers lingering on her high arch, his lips circling her anklebone. He dropped her legs back onto the bed, and reached for the condom. Once he rolled it down his length, he eyed her, gaze roaming her face, lingering on her breasts, then down her belly and between her legs. The slit in her skirt was so high that it was really only belted around her waist now, the fabric open like flaps on either side of her legs.
His hands started at her collarbone, trailing fingertips down her skin, leaving goose bumps in their wake. When he reached her hips, his eyes flashed, before she was quickly turned onto her stomach. She squealed at the change, and he hauled her up onto her knees. She gathered her hands under her, eyes on the olive-green sheet as he tugged up her skirt to her waist, so her ass was exposed.
The slap was swift, stinging, and fucking hot. The pain bloomed over her right cheek before his palm rubbed the sting away. Then he smacked the left cheek and she moaned as more moisture surged between her legs.
She was Sari. Ex-Princess. Using her body as payment to her soldier rescuer. And she wasn’t sure she’d ever been so eager for this in her life.
“Ready for my cock, Princess?” Breck’s voice was low, tight, like he was hanging on by a thread.
She sucked in a breath and wiggled her ass. “Fuck me, Soldier.”
He gripped her hips and sheathed himself inside of her to the hilt.
She screamed and fell to her elbows, surprised at his strength and size. A hand coasted over the top of her ass. She flexed and arched her spine, urging him to move, and with bruising fingers gripping the cheeks of her ass, he did.
“Harder,” she urged. “Fuck me, harder.”
He responded with a punishing rhythm. Each thrust of his hips hit something inside of her she wasn’t sure she ever felt before. She was aware of a feeling in her lower belly, a wet heat, and every time his cock plunged inside, she saw stars. The walls echoed with the sounds of slapping skin.
“You’re so wet,” he gasped out, gripping her ass tighter. “Fuck yourself on my dick, sweetheart.” She reared back, half mad with lust now, searching for whatever was causing her bones to liquefy. They found their rhythm and the sound of her breath was like a roaring in her ears.
Fingers touched her clit and she wasn’t sure if they were hers, or if they were his. All she knew was they were working in tandem with that spot inside her body. Whatever this thing was felt big and terrifying and part of her wanted to call this all off, just get off this bed and run to the bathroom, because this, this felt like a tsunami that would sweep her out to sea.
“Come on, Princess.” Breck’s voice was a rasp. “I can feel that pussy squeezing me. Come on my cock.”
She would. She could feel it building. “Breck,” she sobbed out.
“Fuck,” he gasped out.
His right hand left her hip and then a crack rent the air where he smacked her flesh. And