Playing a Player (Sweet Cravings #1) - Ivy Smoak Page 0,90
a drawer slam on his nightstand and the rip of foil.
"It doesn't seem like you're punishing me anymore."
"Is that so?" He flipped my body back over and pulled my waist up in the air.
I wanted him to spank me again. I liked the way it made me feel.
He answered my needs with a hard slap on my ass.
I moaned.
"I love how kinky you are." He pushed my thighs apart and slid a finger inside of me.
I pushed back on the headboard and he spanked me again and again, moving his finger even faster.
As soon as his finger abandoned its post, he grabbed my hips and thrust into me as hard as he could. His fingers dug into my hips as he started fucking me.
His fingers were great. And his tongue was amazing. But nothing felt better than his thick cock, spreading me wide. I tightened my grip on the headboard and tried to push back, meeting each thrust.
He was being rough with me, but it didn't hurt at all. I was used to this now, and I loved it. I loved being tied up and blindfolded and fucked hard. But I suddenly wanted more.
"I want to see you, Rory."
He slammed into me hard and then slowly pulled out of me. I felt so empty without him inside of me. He grabbed my waist and flipped me over again. I spread my legs, inviting him back in.
But then nothing happened. Instead of pulling away my blindfold or thrusting back inside of me, he lightly touched the inside of my thigh, sending chills down my spine.
"Are you clean, Keira?"
Why does that matter? I needed him again. Was this just another way for him to punish me? A slow, torturous bath or something? "I showered last night."
"No. I mean have you been checked for..."
"Oh God." I felt myself blushing. "Yes, I'm clean."
"Are you on birth control?"
Oh my God. "Yes."
He pulled the tie off my eyes and let it fall around my neck.
"There aren't many firsts in the bedroom that I haven't already experienced." He pulled his condom off and tossed it onto the floor. "Let me do this for the first time with you."
I looked down at his enormous cock. I had never had unprotected sex before either. That was...intimate. It was a whole other level of intimacy. And he wanted that with me. "Are you clean?"
"Yes, I'm clean." He smiled at me.
He wanted to cum inside of me. Right after he had cum all over my breasts. He had said that every inch of me was his. This was the last part of me that he hadn't claimed. I found that unbelievably sexy.
"If you don't want..."
"No. I want that too. I've never done that either."
He leaned forward and unhooked my handcuffs. My head dropped back onto his pillow. He kissed each of my wrists where the metal had dug into my skin, and then slowly left a trail of kisses down the inside of my arm.
He didn't seem to know how to say that he loved me. But this had to be the closest thing. He stared into my eyes as he slowly slid his length back inside of me.
It was different, but better. Definitely better. He felt bigger somehow. I could see in his face that he thought it was better too.
He kissed me gently at first, his tongue matching his slow thrusts. I felt his hand drift to the small of my back and he rolled over, pulling me with him so that I was on top, straddling him.
This was a first for both of us. I wanted to make it as good as possible for him. I put my hands on his shoulders to steady myself and slowly gyrated my hips.
He groaned and grabbed my breasts.
He looked so sexy. His torso glistened with sweat, somehow making his muscles even more defined. And he looked like he had never felt anything so good in his life. I was doing that to him. I was pleasing him. I slowly guided his cock in and out of me and leaned down to kiss him.
His fingers gravitated to my nipples and he began to slowly massage them. I moved my hips faster, trying to show him how good it felt.
He groaned into my mouth and moved one of his hands to the back of my head, deepening our kiss. His other hand slid to my waist and he started guiding my hips.
I didn't want to come. I didn't want this to end. But