Page 8 of Mr. Not Quite Perfect

“You promised me pizza and sex,”Travis said as we ate our slices of pizza on the couch. “And right now, I’ve only had the pizza.”

I stared at him for a few seconds, trying not to roll my eyes as I munched down on the pizza. “Um, I can’t concentrate on sex and pizza right now. This pizza is too good.”

“Too good?” He chuckled. “Should I be offended?”

“Why would you be offended?” I asked him curiously as I grabbed another slice.

“Because it seems like you think the pizza is better than the sex we would have.”

“No, I didn’t say that.” I stood and moved in front of him.

“Really? So you’re not stuffing your face with pizza with the biggest smile because you’re so happy with the pizza?”

“Well, I mean, I am happy with the pizza. I would think you’d be happy that I was happy with the pizza.” I lowered myself onto his lap and shifted slightly so that I was positioned right on his cock.

He hardened immediately, and I could feel him against my wetness. I was only wearing a T-shirt, and my pussy was right up against his hard cock. The only thing between us were his briefs.

“What are you trying to do to me?” he said as he leaned forward and took a bite of my pizza.

“Nothing,” I said, smiling as I took a bite of it as well. “I didn’t want you to feel like you weren’t getting any attention.”

“I don’t.” He grabbed my hips and moved me back and forth on his cock. I moaned slightly at the feel of him against me. I was definitely feeling super turned on.

“Well, that’s good, then.” I took another bite of pizza, pretending that I was only interested in that.

“It’s good, isn’t it?” he said as he continued gyrating my hips on top of him.

I swallowed hard. “Yeah, it’s the best pizza I’ve ever had,” I said, gazing down at him. I watched as he lifted me slightly and shifted his hips. “What are you doing?” I said, frowning. I then saw that he was pulling his briefs down. “Um …”

“Um, what?” He laughed, looking up at me with a devious glint in his eyes. “Am I making you too turned on?”

“Not at all.” I shook my head quickly, taking another bite of pizza. I moaned as he lowered me back onto him. This time, his cock was between my legs, thick and hard and warm.

He grabbed my hips again and moved me back and forth. He seemed to know exactly what he was doing. I felt the tip of his cock twitching next to my clit, and I shifted slightly.

“Um …what are you doing, Travis?”

“I don’t know,” he said, looking at me innocently. “Can I have another bite of your pizza?”

“I don’t have much left,” I said, moaning. As he reached down, I started moving his cock back and forth against my clit. I closed my eyes. My head fell back slightly as I could feel myself growing hot and bothered.

He started chuckling as he leaned forward and grabbed another bite of pizza. “It seems to me that you might be full,” he said, his voice against my ear as he shifted me forward slightly.

“I’m not,” I gasped, wanting to shift my hips to ride him. I bit down on my lower lip as my eyes opened, and I looked into his face. He was smirking as he stared at me.

“You like how that feels?” he said, his voice husky.

“It’s okay,” I said quickly, trying to shift back.

“Just okay?” he said. He frowned. “Well, that’s not good.”

I knew he knew I was lying, but I also knew he liked a challenge. I was curious what he was going to do next. I wasn’t prepared for him to pull my T-shirt off and throw it to the ground, leaving me completely naked on him.

“Um …Travis?”

“Yes, Molly?” he said as he leaned forward and sucked on my nipple. His hands moved to the bottom of my ass and lifted me slightly to bring me in even closer toward him. My entire body was trembling as I felt his hard muscles against mine.

“Travis,” I said, feeling the tip of his cock next to my entrance. I could feel how wet I was down there, and I knew he could, too.