Page 149 of Tight Ends & Tiaras
When he stands, I fumble with his belt but eventually manage to get his slacks and boxer briefs pushed down his hips. His erection bobs up to greet me.
After he kicks off his clothes, I hop back into his arms as he positions himself beneath me. He’s about to bury himself in me when he freezes.
“Fuck.” His head drops onto my shoulder. “I don’t have a condom.”
I nibble on his ear. “I’ve never missed a pill. And I trust you.”
He lifts his head, and our eyes connect. “I trust you too, baby.”
We watch each other as he slides into me bare. I sink slowly down his thick length, and the sensation is incredible. Goosebumps break out all over my body.
“Goddamn, you feel amazing. Your sweet little pussy… is so tight. So wet. Fuck.” His whole body is taut. “I’ve never...” he moans as he slides deeper. “I’ve never gone bare before.”
“I haven’t either.”
If I thought it felt good when he slid in, it’s nothing compared to how my body lights up when he starts to move.
With a grunt, he bounces me on his thick cock. Overcome by how good he feels, I let my head loll back, but he grips my hair.
“Get back over here. I need to kiss that beautiful mouth.” With a tight hold on my hair that sends shivers over me, he kisses me.
Our tongues tangle and mimic what he’s doing to my body. When I arch back, he lowers his head and licks my nipple. Sucks it into his mouth. Bites it a little, just the way I like it.
But when he reaches between us and rubs my clit, I come hard with a scream. That must set him off because he thrusts one more time and comes, his pulsing body setting off another wave of ecstasy in me.
I’m so caught up in what we’re doing, I never hear the front door opening.
Suddenly, Maggie is hitting Ben with her bag. “Leave her alone, you savage!”
“What the hell, Magnolia!” Ben yells. “I was having a really great reunion with my girlfriend. Do you mind?”
Her eyes widen and her whole face turns bright red. “Sienna, you’re okay with this?”
I laugh, but because Ben’s cock is still lodged up in Netherland, my laughter squeezes him, and he groans and burrows his face in my shoulder as he finishes up.
“Yeah, I’m definitely good with this, Mags.” I snort. “Thanks for asking.”
She must realize she’s staring because she holds up a hand to cover her eyes, but she keeps talking. “It’s just that... you were screaming bloody murder. I could hear you outside. The living room is destroyed, and you’re going at it in the hallway. I thought Ben was some kind of intruder.”
I laugh harder. “I’ll tell you everything if you could, you know, give us a few minutes.”
“Of course!” She starts to turn away, but then pauses. “So, Ben, I guess you nailed the right position on the football team, huh? Tight end?” She snickers and runs off.
“Jesus,” he mumbles against my neck. “I’ll never be able to look that girl in the eye again.”
I reach behind him and smack his rear. “Is my little tight end embarrassed?”
“You’re lucky you’re so cute, smartass.” He sets me down on my feet and slides out of me. “Stay here.” He kisses the top of my head and trots his handsome, naked self to the kitchen and returns with some paper towels.
Holy crap. Sex without a condom is messy. And I love that Ben isn’t squeamish about it. Just cleans me up and sets me to rights before he tugs on his slacks.
“You looked awfully sexy in that suit, Mr. Rodriguez.”
He nibbles on my neck. “I rather enjoyed you peeling it off of me.”
Once we’ve explained everything to Maggie, and Ben’s called his uncle to let him know he’s staying with me for the night, we have a slower round two in my bed.
We’re face to face, and my leg is thrown over his hip. His hand is on my rear as he slowly sinks in and out of me.
