Page 38 of From the Embers

He shakes his head. “You’re my own personal aphrodisiac, Adi.”

My smile widens. “Is that so?”

He slaps my ass and my pussy tightens. I’m so glad he’s not done, because I could never be done with Denver Banks.

My goodness, his dick is glorious. Huge, thick, and groomed, if you can believe it. Denver takes care of himself. His body is to die for: rippled abs, a strong chest and pecs, his ass is a gift from the heavens, and tonight he’s all mine.

“Condom,” he whispers. “Can you grab one out of my wallet?”

“If it means I’m about to get your dick inside me, then yes.” I kiss him playfully, then lift off to retrieve his jeans, dumped on the floor just beside the chair. He watches my every move like a predator, stalking its prey.

I climb back over, the foil packet in my hand, and he sits up. “Put it on me.”

I swallow hard. I’ve never had to put a condom on a guy before—they’ve always done it.

I rip the packet, then roll it on as he helps, his hand folding over mine.

When we’re done, he sits up farther, kissing me long and hard, then he whispers against my lips, “I can’t wait to be inside you, baby girl.”

“Hurry,” I tell him. “I need you.”

“What do you need me to do exactly?”

Oh, I can tell he loves this part because his eyes light up every time he makes me tell him in detail what I want. No guy has ever asked me that before. They just did whatever, but Denver is all about pleasing me—that I can tell.

“Fuck my pussy.”

He chuckles against my lips. “Such a foul-mouthed little slut, aren’t you?”

“I am for you.”

He pushes me back gently so my head is on the lower part of the chair. I watch with hungry eyes as he pulls my hips until my feet are hovering over his shoulders, he’s sitting fully upright now. Denver reaches between his legs and I feel the head of his big cock tap my sensitive center. He teases me over and over, sliding it through my wet heat, then tapping rapidly on my clit. The anticipation is nuclear. He’s getting me revved up all over again.

“Denver,” I whisper. “Please.”

“Can you give me one more, Adi? Let me see you come like this before I have my way with you.”

I rub up and down, trying to gain more friction, but he provides it for me, rubbing his dick all the way through my folds, nudging my sweet spot as he repeats. He picks up speed, and I’m lost in a world of pleasure. I cry out when he reaches to pull one nipple hard. My eyes pop open and we stare at each other as I call out his name.

“That’s it, baby, that’s my good girl.” And then he’s nudging my hole, seeking entry as I try to take control of my breathing. He slides his tip in and I know this man is gonna be a snug fucking fit.

“Oh,” I whisper when he slides in a little more.

His eyes lace with concern.“Are you okay?”

“I’m great,” I say honestly. “It’s just so deep like this.” This man is a god!

His eyes locked on mine and his hands at my hips, he pulls me closer as he thrusts, and just like that he’s all the way in. Pleasure and pain hits me all at once as he stays seated and I keep my eyes on his, my breathing erratic.

“See, we fit so well.”

“Oh, that is big,” I mutter. “Please, D, stop teasing me. Fuck me.”

He grins, then pulls out, and a second later he slams back in, jolting me up the chair. I would’ve moved, but he has my hips securely in his grasp. He continues to slowly thrust, in and out, making me feel every single glorious inch of him. I’ve never had a man this big, and I’ve never had such a good time in the sack—well, a chair, but who’s counting?

“You like that, baby? Your tight pussy is gripping me like a vice.”

Oh, his words.