Page 129 of Hard to Handle
“So, how ’bout we try that again?”I suggested.
“Try what?”she asked, her chest heaving.
I helped her down from the bar and spun her around.
“Stand right there,” I told her.“On that step.”
Reagan did as I instructed.
“Now put your hands across the bar,” I insisted, helping her to curl her fingers around the outer edge.“And don’t move.”
“Okay, but what are we gonna try again?”
I freed my cock from my jeans, then lined up behind her.I ran the sensitive head of my dick through her slickness, then pushed inside her.
“Fuck…” I hissed, the pleasure almost too much to bear.
When she started to push back against me, I stilled her with my hands on her hips.
“Hold on, girl,” I whispered against her ear.“This time, when you scream my name, I’m gonna make it fuckin’ count.”
Reagan giggled, but that died off quickly when I thrust into her.
I fucked her right there in the bar until we were both out of breath.
And when she screamed my namethattime…
Fuck yeah!
