Page 44 of Love Gamble

“Fuck the food,” she whispers.

I turn the car around.

The ride back is tense, especially with her teasing, and I’m so fucking hard that I’m going to burst the second she touches me.

When we get inside, I lead her to my bedroom and lock the door behind us. She sits down on my bed and looks around my room, and then starts unbuckling the straps of her heels. I kneel and help her, and then look up to see her beautiful hazel eyes on me, a happy expression etched onto her face.

“You look good on your knees,” she says, lips twitching.

Fuck, she’s going to be the death of me.

“Corey—”

“Are you going to help me take the rest off?” she asks, and I grin and get her out of her tight black dress, bra, and panties.

She squeals a little when I pick her up, grabbing the bare globes of her ass and moaning at the handful. “God, look at you. Perfect.”

“Should we have a quick shower?” she asks, and I carry her into the bathroom, turning on the hot water. She jumps in while I strip down and get in there with her. She’s tied her hair on top of her head in a messy bun, a few loose curly strands falling on her face. I brush them back and try to hide my expression as she takes me in from head to toe, running her fingers down my abs.

“How is this all mine?” she asks, looking down at my cock with wide eyes. “It’s...a very nice size.”

Shit.

If she keeps talking to it like that, it’s going to get a whole lot bigger.

We rub soap on each other, and her casual touches and strokes turn me on so much. I can’t wait to be inside of her, but I want to make it a good experience for her and take it slowly, no matter how ready she says she is. She makes it hard when she reaches out to stroke me, and I pick her up and kiss her, pushing her back against the glass screen. She wraps her legs around me and her arms hold onto my neck. Her wet, beautiful body pressed against mine snaps even my strong will, and I turn the water off, dry us both off, and take her to bed.

After I put on a slow jam playlist and grab a condom out of my top drawer, I get under the sheets next to her, and she doesn’t hesitate.

She pulls me to her and kisses me deeply, her intention clear.

She’s ready, and she wants me now.

I roll her onto her back and take my time teasing her, and then go down on her and make her come with my tongue. Now that I’m learning what she likes, she finishes a lot faster this time, and then I slide the protection on and rub my cock against her pussy.

“Are you sure?” I ask her, but she cuts me off before I can barely get the sentence out.

“Yes, Damon. Fuck me, please,” she begs, and so I start to slide in slowly, sucking and licking her nipples while I do so. I bite down gently, and she seems to like that, so I do it again as I push my hard cock all the way in.

I lift my head to check on her, and what a fucking sight it is. Her cheeks are flushed, her lips are parted, and her eyes are filled with lust.

She lifts her hips against me, impatient, so I give her what she wants, still holding myself back so that I don’t hurt her.

“Hard. I want it hard,” she whispers in my ear, digging her nails into my back.

And so, I let loose, and show her the side of me she’s been longing to know.

I make her mine.

Chapter Twenty

Corey

When the sunlight streams into the bedroom, I stretch my arms over my head and smile wider than ever.

I’m finally not a virgin anymore.

And how fucking glorious the night was.