In one quick movement he pulled her up, turned until she was on top with him sitting up. Her arms banded around his neck, holding onto him.
Gripping her ass he brought her up and down on his shaft. She moaned, moving her hips in time with each of his thrusts.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he said. Reaching in front of them, he fingered her clit, watching her cry out, begging for more. “Come for me, baby.”
“I can’t,” she said.
“Yes, you can, and I’m not coming until you give me what I fucking want.” He slammed inside her, going deeper, and she cried out. The look on her face was a cross between pleasure and pain. “This is only the beginning, Lex. We’ve got all night and the rest of our lives.”
She gasped. Her pussy tightened further around his cock.
“I can’t.”
“Give me your cum.” Caressing her clit he knew it was only a matter of seconds before she climaxed. Her hands tightened on his shoulders. Her breathing got deeper, and he added a second finger to stroke her clit. She was shaking and her whole body covered in a layer of perspiration.
“Come on, baby. Give it to me.”
She screamed out, and he took possession of her lips at the same time as slamming inside her. Two thrusts was all it took to find his climax. Growling out, he held her to him, biting on her flesh as the pleasure rode him hard.
He knew without the condom he’d feel every ripple and the wash of her cum. Devil needed to get her on the pill so he could get what he wanted.
“Devil,” she said, moaning.
They came down together, and he stroked her hair, loving the feel of the silky strands wrapped around them. Her hair was long, brushing the top of her buttocks. Kissing her lips, he pulled his hand away and then licked her cream off his fingers.
She tasted so sweet.
“You really are the devil.”
He chuckled. “If I’m the devil, what does that make you?” he asked.
“I don’t know. I can’t believe I’m doing this.”
“Why not?” he asked, feeling her pussy still rippling around him. She whimpered.
“I don’t know you at all. Nothing makes any sense when I’m around you.” Her fingers were stroking circles in his flesh.
“Don’t give a fuck how long we’ve known each other. You want to be here with me, then fucking be here with me. Don’t over-analyze everything. You’ll waste your life away trying to act like others think you should.”
Gripping her ass, he tightened his hands around her plump flesh. Her body really was a fucking dream.
“So I should stop fighting what I know?” she asked, smiling.
“Yeah, I’m not going to grade you on good behavior, princess.”
“What will you grade me on?”
She was teasing him.
He laughed, loving the sudden change inside her. “I’ll grade you on being so fucking bad.”
Chapter Seven
A little after midnight Devil carried her, naked, out to the swimming pool. The pool was obscured from the main house so no one would see them swimming. She stared up at him as he stood on the edge of the pool about to climb in. The ink stood out against his tanned flesh.
“You know, for an old guy, you’re ripped,” she said, smiling.
“Old guy?” he asked, raising a brow. “Did I feel old to you in there?”
She couldn’t believe the stamina of the man. After their first time she thought that would be the end of it, sleep, then wake up in the morning. Not Devil. After he removed the condom and threw it in the trash, he had a smoke, and then he was on top of her again. She couldn’t complain. He always made sure she found release before he found his.
“Do I look like I care?” she asked, standing up in the water to show off her breasts. She padded to the side of the pool. He sat down on the edge, and she stroked his length. “Are you coming inside?”
“I like this side of you,” he said. She worked his length, feeling him thicken in her palm.
“You do?” Using his legs for leverage, she kissed his lips.
He kissed her back and she moved away from him in the pool. “So, what was Kayla to you?” he asked, climbing into the water. The sudden change of subject surprised her. Swimming around the edge of the pool she thought about her sister.
“We’re half-sisters. She came first and me a few years later.” She turned, watching him in the water. He wasn’t advancing toward her, and she stopped swimming to look at him.
Even in the low lighting of the pool, he looked so big and terrifying. He didn’t scare her at all. No, he made her ache.
“Were you close?” he asked.
“No. Our mom liked her a lot more than me because she was blonde, beautiful, and perfect. At least, by our mother’s standards, she was perfect.” Lexie pushed the hair out of her face, staring at him. “She used to thieve off everyone. No one would suspect the crying blonde girl of taking shit. Mom thought it was funny, and so Kayla stole until boys became her thing.”