Page 68 of Reckless With the Rookie
“Yes.More.”
“Go to the other side of the bed.”
My knees are still weak as I walk there.I can’t believe how intense my orgasm was.
He adjusts the mirror on the other side of the bed, then walks around to me and says, “Get on the bed on your hands and knees.”
I can’t get up there fast enough.We did a lot of positions our first night together, but not this one.
“Don’t look away,” he says, his voice gravelly.“You look away, I stop.”
I lock my eyes on my reflection as he pushes inside me, groaning loudly.
“Holy shit, you feel amazing.”
He pulls back, grabs my hips and thrusts all the way in, making me cry out.
“You dress like that, you take it all,” he says, his tone commanding.“Every fucking inch of my cock and every drop of my cum.”
The throbbing sensation between my legs makes me whimper.I can’t get enough of him.
He smacks my ass as he pounds into me, the sting of the slap arousing me even further.
When he grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls, I gasp, pushing my hands into the bed.
I’m upright, still on my knees, my back to his chest.He bands a strong arm around my waist to keep me upright and takes one of my calves in his other hand, moving me so I have one foot and one knee on the bed.
Then he thrusts himself deep inside me again, both of us gasping and groaning.His body is so strong that he can hold me in place while fucking me so hard the bed is pounding into the wall.
He’s relentless, his eyes locked on mine in the mirror.I reach back and grab a fistful of his hair, pulling on it.
“Come,” I say, breathless.“Please.”
I’m not physically capable of coming again yet, but I’m still very into what he’s doing, his body punishing and pleasuring me at the same time.
“Oh, fuck, I’m?—”
His groan vibrates from his chest through my back as he comes.It goes on for several seconds, and then his hold around my waist loosens.
“Did I hurt you?”he asks.
I laugh softly.“No.I’ll be sore, but I’d be the happiest woman in the world if I could get that every night and be sore every day.“
“Good girl.”
He nuzzles my hair, back to his usual sweet self.
“If I’m ever a billionaire, I’ll offer you a contract,” I say, smiling.“You won’t need a hockey stick.Just your hands, mouth, and That Dick.CapitalT.CapitalD.Holy wow.”
“Call me a bad negotiator, but my price for that is nothing.”
“Why can’t you just get paid to fuck me?Is that what a utopia is?”
He grins.“I think that’s exactly what it is.”
I turn around and he wraps his arms around me and kisses me.
“I realized something earlier today,” he says.“I’m better with you.I’m more relaxed, much happier, and I can keep things in perspective.”
