Page 40 of The Player's Club
“I know I’m right.” I brushed my thumb along her jawline. “But if this is what I have to do to get you to sign the contract, then I will.”
“Okay.” She sighed. “Good. Thank you.”
I bent and leaned my shoulder into her stomach, bringing her over my shoulder before standing to full height. Elodie let out a squeal, laughing. “Mac!”
“Did you have somewhere else you needed to be?”
She laughed. “No, but I didn’t think it’d happen now—”
“Well, then you thought wrong. You can’t just walk into my house and tell me you want to fuck me and then expect to traipse your juicy little ass back out the door.” I smacked her rear, lighter than I wanted to. “That’s not happening.”
I slid her down my body and kissed her hard. Elodie responded with an enthusiasm that made my cock harden. So I lifted her again and guided her legs around my waist. Yeah. Right there. Carrying her upstairs to my bedroom was excruciating because it was extra seconds of waiting before I could have her sweet body under mine. To think I was ever upset for even a second about this little proposal of hers. Now, it was like I couldn’t get inside her fast enough.
“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t even remember your own name.” I set her down on her feet at the edge of the bed, tangling my hand in her dark hair. “You’re mine, Elodie Andrews. Even if it’s just for today.”
“Yes. Yes, please.” She pulled my head down for another kiss. I didn’t have the strength to say no to her. Who fucking could? A gorgeous woman like Elodie, telling a guy she wanted him? Christ himself didn’t have that kind of fortitude.
I ran my hands up and down her body, enjoying her soft curves, squeezing her ass and massaging it as I rubbed my tongue alongside hers.
She was panting now. To be desired like this was one of the best aphrodisiacs.
“How much do you want me, baby?” I asked, my voice rough.
“Are you going to make me beg?”
“Fuck yeah, I am.” My cock was pressed against her belly. “I want you begging for me to fuck you. Is your pussy wet already?”
Her eyes were glassy as her breath hitched. “Mac.”
I guided her onto the bed and crawled on top of her, but I needed her naked first. So I stripped her shirt and jeans off until she was left in only her bra and panties. Seeing her like that just reminded me of the first time we’d met. “I wanted to take you into a back room and fuck you raw that first time I saw you,” I admitted, fondling her breasts through the lace of her bra.
“Did you?”
“I thought you could tell.”
She shook her head. “I had no idea.”
That confession just made me wilder. She was somehow both sweet and sensual without even trying. When I pushed down her bra cups and pinched her nipples, she moaned loudly.
“I can’t wait to put clamps on these beauties,” I said, unable to break my gaze. Her nipples were a light brown, and they were so erect, so hard and swollen. I sucked one into my mouth until Elodie arched under me. My dick was like steel now, begging to be inside her.
“And then what?” Elodie asked.
I shot her a wicked grin. “I’d start you off easy. Nothing too painful or intense. Just some light clamps. But I’d eat your pussy, barely touching your clit, until you were desperate for more.”
She was breathing hard. “But you wouldn’t give it to me?”
“No. I’d make you almost come but then back off.” I hooked a finger under her panties and pulled them to the side. “You’d be so wet that you’d coat my face.”
“You seem very sure of your abilities.”
I spread her pussy wide and smiled as I felt how wet she already was. I could feel her beautiful mound throbbing as I dragged a finger through her folds. She shuddered just from that light touch.
“Tell me what you want,” I commanded.
She shuddered again. “I don’t know.”
I lowered myself down her body and lightly licked the top of her pussy, just grazing her clit. “I think you do.”