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Wicked Beat (Sinners on Tour #4)(50)

By:Olivia Cunning


"It's my turn to come hard now, so you'd better get busy. You have a lot of work to do."

He smiled and slid down her body. He used his mouth and fingers to bring her close to orgasm. She sighed with impatience, wanting his cock buried inside her again. Knowing how good it felt to be filled with him. "Oh Eric. I need it again. Need it inside."

"Damn," he muttered. "Woman, you're driving me crazy."

"Sit," she insisted.

"Huh?"

She urged him to sit on the bed with his back against the headboard. Finding him hard again, as if it were a constant state, she straddled his lap, facing him. She grabbed his cock and directed it into the emptiness inside her, taking it deep in one stroke. Her eyelids fluttered, and she gasped brokenly. "Yeah, that's what I want." She leaned back as she rose and fell over him. He supported her back, but let her carry the rhythm. 

"Can you see it, Eric?" she murmured. "Your cock entering my body?"

She leaned back farther to give him an unobstructed view. He glanced to where their bodies were joined and made a tormented sound in the back of his throat. "That is so beautiful."

One of his hands moved between their bodies and stroked her flesh as it ebbed and flowed with his rhythmic possession. His fingers then shifted to her clit. He held two fingers curled upward near his pelvis so that every time she pressed downward to take his cock deep, his fingertips rubbed against her just right.

"Ah God, that feels good." She gasped, her head falling back as she rode him and rubbed her clit against his perfectly placed fingers. Her pleasure built slowly. She was nearing her peak when Eric grabbed her hips to hold her down on his shaft as he shuddered in bliss.

"Fuck," he cried. When his trembling stilled, he whispered, "Sorry." Eric forced his unfocused eyes open.

She leaned forward and kissed him. "It's okay," she assured him. "Stop apologizing."

"Did you come?"

She was tempted to lie and tell him that she had, but they'd started this relationship with honesty, and she wasn't about to lie now. "Not yet."

"I really am sorry. You just feel so good. I can't focus on anything but your Certified Grade A pussy."

"My what?"

He closed one eye and winced. "Certified …  Grade A …  pussy … "

She chuckled and shook her head. "I'll take that as a compliment."

"You should," he insisted. "Few pussies get that distinction."

"I was close, Eric. I just needed another minute, and I would have come."

He wrapped his arms around her and held her against his chest. "I'll get you there next time," he promised. "Just let me catch my breath."

Placing a hand on his hard chest, she pushed away and shook her head. "You'll get me there now."

He grinned. "Only fair." She squeaked in surprise when he wrapped his long-fingered hands around her hips and pulled her off his lap. He pushed her on her back and surprised her by climbing from the bed.

"Where are you going?" She watched him circle the bed.

He lifted one of the sacks they'd purchased at the adult store and began searching for something. Within minutes, he was ripping open packages, inserting batteries, and washing things in the sink. Her eyes were blinking drowsily by the time he rejoined her.

"I'm about asleep," she murmured.

"I think this will wake you up."





Chapter 12


Eric stared at Rebekah, spread across the bed, her thighs wide open, his come trickling from inside her body and down her ass. It was all he could do not to jump on top of her again. He felt guilty for wanting to find his pleasure again when he'd already so utterly disappointed her the last time. Correction, the last two times. Fuck, he was such a loser. He slipped her feet through the straps of one of her new toys and slid the butterfly-shaped vibrator over her clit. He adjusted it and then pressed the button on the controller in his hand to turn it on. When her body jerked, he decided it was in the right spot. He turned it off.



       
         
       
        

"Feel good?"

She nodded. "Do it again."

He grinned. "I'm in control of this." He handed her a vibrating phallus. "You're in control of this."

"What am I supposed to do with it?"

"I think you'll figure it out."

She lifted the vibrator in front of her face and found the on button. When it started vibrating in her hand, she dropped it. She laughed and retrieved it. "It surprised me."