Player (A Secret Baby Sports Romance)(251)

This time I can’t hold back the moan, and this time, it’s me that’s gasping as I mash my lips to his. My knees feel like jelly and the throbbing heat between my legs is threatening to engulf us both as I feel him respond to my whimpered, fevered kiss. He growls into my mouth, pushing us back towards the wall of the room by the windows. His tongue slides across mine as his hands yank my hands up over my head as he groans and presses his hardness against me.

I gasp suddenly as I feel him start to twist the curtains covering the windows around my wrists, and I break the kiss to gape at him. He’s grinning wickedly at me as he snakes the cotton and lace of the material around my hands, tying it tightly before he trails his hands back down my arms and over my heaving chest. His hands suddenly grab at the front of my flimsy tank top and he tears it in two as he rips it from my body like some sort of nuisance that got in the way of him getting to me. But then he’s kissing me again, tasting my moans as his fingers yank at the button of my shorts before slipping inside to slide easily through the slickness between my thighs. A finger pushes inside of me and he growls at how wet I am as his lips trail down to my neck, biting and sucking the sensitive skin there.

“I’m going to make you come like you’ve never come before, princess.” He whispers darkly into my ear, his fingers plunging in and out of my wetness while his thumb presses and rubs in agonizingly slow circles around my clit.

“Is that a promise or a threat.” I husk back, my arms straining above my head at the binds of the curtains.

“Both,” He growls as his teeth nip at my ear. He suddenly flips me quickly around and presses me against the window. His fingers curl inside of me, stroking at such a perfect angle as I squeeze my thighs together. His other hand begins to yank my shorts down around my knees, and by the time I hear the buckle of his belt hit the floor, I’m practically ready to explode just from his fingers and the promise of what’s to come.

I can feel his cock then, burning hot and so hard as it slides against the skin of my inner thighs while he fingers my dripping wet pussy.

“Please…” I moan, arching my ass back and straining against the curtains holding my hands above my head. I’ve never done this before; I’ve never let a man take away my control so completely like this. But I’m moaning for him, pushing back and so desperate for him that I’m literally begging for his cock. And the worst part is, I love every single thing about this moment.

His fingers continue their slow tease of my clit while he slides my panties down my legs to pool around my knees with my shorts. I can hear the tear of foil and then the feel of his cock as he slides it over the tender, dripping, and desperate lips of my sex.

“Oh, you can do better than that, princess,” He growls into my ear, his tongue and his teeth teasing the lobe there.

I’m moaning now, practically panting for him as I sag against the binds of the curtains holding me by the arms; “Please,” I beg again, arching my back as I desperately try and push back against him; “Fuck me like you mean it.”

Oh, yeah, that does it.

I cry out as he enters me then, his fingers pressing into my clit and holding me open as every inch of his impressive cock slides inside of me. And when he starts to fuck me, it’s wild, and animalistic, and raw. His hands grip my hips hard enough to leave sweet, deliciously bruised reminders for days to come, and when he pulls my hair firmly but gently, exposing my neck to his sucking lips and teeth, I know he’s right -

I’ve never been fucked like this before.

He pulls my hair harder, making me gasp in pleasure and pain as his thrusting becomes deeper and faster, his thumb rolling over my clit and making my knees all but buckle beneath me. This is raw, and so fucking hot that I’m practically ready to come already.

His hand comes down across my ass, making me gasp as the flat of his palm leaves a sweet stinging warmth across my skin there. I cry out, moaning my pleasure to the window as I let this man take me like I’ve never been taken before. His palm comes down to spank me again, making me whimper as I strain against the curtains firmly holding my arms above my head. The insistence of his thumb, and the grinding pressure of his perfect cock against that sweet spot just inside has my orgasm roaring through me like a tidal wave. He thrusts into me once more, and when I come, I know I’m falling from a height I’ve never been to before.

Javier roars as he rocks in deep and explodes within me; his muscled arms circling around my body to hold me tightly against him as we both gasp for breath and sanity in the glow of the aftermath.

He unties me and helps me to the shower, where he gently kneels between my legs and curls his tongue through my lips. He teases and gently coaxes me over that edge again with that wicked tongue of his until I’m pushing my hands through his hair and crying out his name as I come against his mouth.