Page 30 of Wright Together

“I…I was thinking your…cock,” I gasped as I rode his hand.

“You’ll get my cock,” he assured me. “You’ll get it when I’m good and ready to give it to you.”

“Yes, sir,” I said, only half-teasing with the nickname.

His free hand tightened on my hip, almost to the point of pain. It only intensified everything all at once.

“I want you to come for me first. Get you good and ready to take me.”

“I…”

Whatever I’d been about to say flitted from my mind as his mouth descended on my breast. He nipped at my nipple, dragging it between his teeth through the fabric. It pebbled at his insistence. All while his fingers thrust in and out of me.

“Fuck, I’ve dreamed about your tits.”

I inhaled sharply. “You have?”

His gaze found mine briefly before he pushed one strap of my top off of my shoulder, baring me before him. There, he could see my erect nipple and full breast. We were in a public place, and I should have cared, but somehow, I didn’t.

His head descended again. His tongue trailed along my breast before he took my nipple in his mouth, sending shock waves down my body. Everything came to a head at once. His mouth against my nipple. His fingers and hard cock grinding against my exposed pussy. The water lapped against my clit as his thumb applied the perfect amount of pressure. I stood no chance.

“Whitt,” I gasped.

“Come for me. Come now,” he ordered.

And there was no holding back. My back arched, pressing my breasts against his chest, and I came hard in the water. An incoherent whimper left my mouth as I came down off the high.

“Fuck, that was beautiful. I need to fuck you now.”

“Yes,” I gasped.

He shucked his lounge shorts to the bottom of the hot tub, and I got my first distorted view of his cock. My mouth salivated at the sight of him. He was every inch as glorious as I’d suspected he was. A slight flicker of fear ran through me. I was turned on. I’d just come. And still…he was massive.

“You can take it,” he told me, as if reading my expression.

“You’ll be gentle?” I asked with a smirk on my lips.

“No. No, I won’t.”

My pussy pulsed at the words and the firm grasp of his hips as he guided me down onto his cock. I groaned in unrestrained desire and agony at the first feel of him. He was going to tear me apart. Every single part of me wanted him to do his worst.

For the first time, I was starting to wonder if I had misjudged my good guy. He might be good, but he was purebadin bed.

I was halfway saddled on him when he got impatient and thrust upward. My hands clamped down on his big, broad shoulders, and his landed on my ass, dragging me down as he jerked upward. A muffled moan of pleasure came out of his mouth, and it might have been the hottest thing I’d ever heard.

“Eve,” he groaned. “You feel…fucking incredible.”

“You’re…you’re pretty incredible yourself,” I managed to get out as I was fully seated on his impressive cock.

“This is going to be quick,” he said when our eyes met. “I’m going to fuck you hard and fast because I cannot hold out any longer. I need to come inside your pussy.”

“Yes,” I pleaded.

Whitt took that as all the permission he needed. Even though I was on top, he was in complete control. His hands on my ass were the leverage he needed to lift me up and slam me back down on top of him. The water made me practically weightless. I met each of his precise thrusts with a push down until we were a tidal wave in the hot, bubbling water.

I didn’t think he’d be able to heat me up again so fast. But watching him work my body sent me into a frenzy. The feel of his cock pounding inside of me over and over again. The part of his lips as he got closer to the edge. The smack of skin on skin.

Any minute, someone could burst into the pool. The hotel was, after all, full of cowboys. A fact that I thought Whitt would care about. But if he didn’t, then I certainly wasn’t going to say anything about it. Not with his cock inside of me. My breasts exposed to the entire place. An orgasm already rocketing through me.