Tempt Me

Her fingers were trembling so hard, she couldn’t get the damned package open.

“Can’t wait.” He filled her pu**y with one deep thrust. Kneeling between her thighs, he held her legs open and wide, churning his hips as he thrust. He was watching himself fill her, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth. She wished she could see what he was looking at, what had him broken out in an instant sweat, what had him shuddering and making sexy murmurs of pleasure in the back of his throat.

“I wish there was a mirror over the bed,” she said.

He paused. “I’ll have one installed at my place. You need to see how sexy your pu**y looks with my c**k working it.”

She groaned, loving when he said such things to her. She tried to imagine what something that felt so good looked like from his perspective.

“Wait. I know . . . ”

He reached for his cellphone and before she could freak-the-fuck-out, he snapped a picture. He handed her the phone, and she gawked at the sight of her red and swollen pu**y stuffed with his thick shaft. Dear God.

“Gorgeous, isn’t it?” he asked, meeting her eyes for a moment before returning his gaze to where his c**k was plunging into her.

“Is . . . Is this what they’ll be watching at the sex club next week?”

“That and more. I definitely want them to witness you getting it from behind. Not many performers do live anal sex.”

Her core clenched. “Will we be able to see others doing it?” She took another look at the picture on the screen and groaned.

“If that’s your kink.” He grinned crookedly and winked at her. “You’d better get that condom open if you want me back here.” He slipped a finger into her well-lubed ass.

She dropped the phone and fumbled with the condom wrapper. Finally, she was able to open the little package. She tried to hand the condom to him, but he was still gripping her legs, still staring at where their bodies were connected.

“Adam,” she whispered. “Take it.”

“Okay, just give me another minute.”

His motions became more vigorous, his breathing more ragged. Just when she thought he was going to let go, he pulled out, gulping desperately for air, his body twitching, his eyes squeezed tightly shut.

“Oh God,” he said. “I could look at that for a lifetime.”

She was perfectly okay with that. “I love you,” she said.

He opened one eye and grinned. “Love you too. Where’s that condom?”

She’d accidentally dropped it while she’d been watching him get off on the sight of their joined bodies. The cream-colored circle was stuck to her chest. Chuckling, he retrieved the condom and fumbled between her legs as he unrolled it over his length. With her hands, Madison held her legs up and wide while he readied himself. While he applied more lube, she trembled with anticipation. She wondered how two parts of her, which were so close together and so similar in design, could feel so very different when filled with him.

He nudged against her ass and entered her slowly, applying even more lube as he penetrated deeper. She really didn’t mind the soreness produced by too little lubrication, but loved that he cared about her comfort. He plunged inside with little resistance. Buried balls deep, he paused.

“Okay?”

She nodded. “Love it.”

“I thought you might be too tender from earlier.”

“I feel great. I want it hard.”

“Hold your legs for me, okay? I’m going to try something. Tell me if you want me to stop.”

Oh hell yes. He’d never once disappointed her when he tried something. She nodded eagerly.

His strokes were deep and straight, and oh so hard. He pulled out completely several times driving her to blissful moans. Her pu**y was starting to protest its emptiness. That was why she thought being filled with two cocks at once would be spectacular. Already, her vagina was jealous because her ass was getting all the attention. Adam slipped two fingers into her emptiness and tugged them in and out with the same rhythm he was using to take her ass.

“Oh God,” she moaned.

Another finger joined the first two. She screamed her encouragement, rocking with him to work against his hand, his cock.

“More!” she demanded.

He rotated his hand and filled her more. Most of his hand—all four fingers—plunged in and out of her clenching pu**y. It sucked at his hand greedily, wanting still more. She fleetingly hoped he’d fist her, but before she could beg him to do it, his thumb brushed her clit and she exploded into a million pieces of blinding ecstasy.

Her body was still seizing with the hardest orgasm of her life when he pulled out, stripped the condom off and positioned the head of his c**k over her trembling lips. He pumped himself twice and let go, his fluids squirting into her mouth and across her face. She was breathing too hard to suck the head of his twitching cock, but she rubbed him with her trembling lips, wanting to give him at least a fraction of the pleasure he’d given her.

He collapsed on the bed beside her. Madison straightened her legs, smiling because she could still feel that he’d been inside her, in her naughty, wet hole. She licked his salty cum from her lips, pleased he’d remembered to give her what she’d asked for.

“Fuck, Madison. You’re too hot for your own good.” He groaned. “For my own good.”

She’d never had a man call her hot before. Pretty. Sweet. Cute, even. But never hot. She squirmed around on the bed so she could rest her head on his heaving stomach and traced the narrow strip of hair on his lower belly with one finger. “That was amazing,” she whispered. “I’ve never come that hard before.”

“I’m glad I satisfied you.”

“I had no doubt. You never disappoint me.”

He placed a hand on the back of her head and pressed her face against him. “I do love you, Madison Fairbanks. I wish this night would never end.”

She wished that too.

Using Adam as the sexiest pillow in existence, Madison had almost drifted to sleep when the phone rang and shattered the tranquility of the moment.

Adam groaned in protest. “Don’t answer that,” he said. “It’s probably Shade. He can’t sleep unless he bitches me out right before bedtime.”

“It’s almost two,” Madison said. “It might be an emergency.”

She scrambled across the bed and lifted the receiver. “Hello?”

“Oh, hey there, baby,” a man said in a grizzly voice. “Is my son around?”