Chapter Thirty-Six: Ride Me
Tillie pulled back and I chased her lips with mine. I wasn‘t ready to not feel her full lips against mine. I wasn‘t done tasting her, but when she turned her head to the side, sucking in great breaths of air, I knew that I had to give her a moment.
She was only human and I didn‘t want her to pass out before things got good. I wanted this to last with her.
Her blue eyes were glassy and wide and I could smell the scent of her lust. So strong, so tempting. Her lips were swollen and her cheeks were flushed. I scraped my nails against her scalp and her eyes slipped closed, her body swaying closer to mine. She let out a gasp.
“Why does it feel that way when you kiss me?” She asked, her voice breathless.
“What was it like?” I asked, bringing my hand up to the side of her face to trail my fingers over her soft skin. If she felt anything like I did, I knew it had to be overwhelming her senses.
“Electric.” She answered, opening her eyes to look up at me. Her pupils flared and she reached up, pulling me down so that her lips were moving against mine.
I did my best to let her take control of the kiss but it was too much. I shifted us around, pulling her into my lap as I sat down on the couch. She straddled me, her body fitting against mine like she was made for me. I moved a hand down her
side, tracing her luscious curves. Loving every curve of her body, she was so different from the other types of women | had been with before.
She wasn‘t a small woman, but I didn‘t want a small woman. I wanted to feel all of the curves of her body. The swell of her stomach, the weight of the thighs. Everything about her was like she had been made for me. For us, I realized.
Her hips rocked and she rubbed herself against me, a whimper slipping from her lips. Fuck if that sound didn’t make me feel like I was going to come before we had even gotten started. My fingers met the hem of her shirt and I dragged it up slightly. Moving my hand beneath her shirt to feel the softness of her skin. I had never felt anything like it, sure I had been with other women. But none of them made me feel like I needed to fall to my knees and worship them like I wanted to do Tillie.
Knowing that Travis and Ryan were here, watching everything that I was making her feel turned me on. I had never been one to share or someone who wanted to be watched but I could see why it was something that Travis enjoyed now.
That they were hearing the way that she was moaning, seeing the way that her hips were rocking as she rubbed herself against me. Knowing that it was my time with her. The heat of her cunt soaking into my clothing, making me long to fuck her…
“Fucking hot.” Ryan growled and I heard Travis let out a sound of agreement
I moved my hand under her shirt until I was cupping her breast. Rolling the nipple between my thumb and forefinger. She pulled back slightly, her hands moving to my shoulders as she let out a needy little whimper.
I kissed a hot trail from her lips, down her jaw, until I reached the side of her neck. My lips moved over the claiming mark and I couldn’t help but drag my tongue over the flesh. Tasting her and Ryan. I groaned low in the back of my throat. I knew that I shouldn‘t know how my best friend tasted, but I didn‘t care as she squirmed in my lap, rubbing herself against me like a cat in heat.
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