Page 13 of Sleeping with the Frenemy
He lowered his gaze to my pussy. “Christ, I can see you getting wetter for me.”
“Hurry up.”
Amusement danced in his eyes as he stepped closer and guided himself to my entrance. As he pushed inside, however, the humor fled and his jaw tightened.
“So fucking tight, Victoria. So wet and tight.”
My opening burned, and I wriggled my ass to relieve the twinge of pain as I struggled to accommodate him. God, he could split me in two if he wasn’t careful.
He gripped my thigh. “Easy. You keep moving like that, and I won’t be able to hold back.”
Sweat broke out on my forehead. “Keep going.”
“Not yet.” He snaked a hand between our bodies and found my clit.
Immediately, a buttery wave of pleasure rolled through my sex. I bit my lower lip to keep myself from groaning.
“You like that?” he asked, his green eyes hooded. “You like me playing with your pussy until you’re stretched enough to take me? Open up a bit wider, baby. Let’s give that greedy little clit of yours what it wants.”
The groan escaped. I leaned hard on my hands, my body threatening to go limp.
His fingers played over my clit, slipping easily around the throbbing center of my desire. He rubbed in tight, fast circles, teasing around the edge and then dipping down to my lips flared around his shaft. Unable to stop, I thrust my hips up, humping his cock. Sucking him in deeper.
He clenched his jaw and pushed forward, his dangling belt buckle clinking against the table. All the while, he rubbed my clit, his fingertips working a dark magic that stoked the ache between my legs higher and higher. His cock slid inside, the thick length filling me inch by inch, feeding me a delicious fullness that stuffed every inch of my pussy. As his fingers stroked and teased, the twinges faded, replaced with restless pleasure.
My chest heaved, my breasts trembling up and down. A flush bloomed across my skin.
“Oh God,” I whispered.
He rubbed harder. “That’s it… Almost in.” He groaned. “Jesus, you’re tight as fuck. Like a fist squeezing every inch of my cock.” His gaze locked on my tits, and he let out a low sound of approval as he thrust forward, seating himself to the hilt.
Warm. Thick. Full.
My brain couldn’t form complete sentences anymore. I was reduced to simple words.
He moved his hand from my sex to grip my hips, but it didn’t matter. He was already rocking his hips against mine, his shaft gliding over my clit. Instinct took over, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, hooking my heels behind his back.
“Fuck, yes,” he grunted, grabbing one of my thighs and tucking it higher on his waist. He held it there as he set a rhythm, pumping his cock in and out of me.
I rocked with him, squirming on the table as the sounds of my wetness and our short, panting breaths filled the air.
The table creaked and groaned, the legs scraping against the floorboards. My breasts bounced up and down as he thrust faster and deeper.
“Take it,” he growled. “Giving…you…every…inch.”
I sensed the moment he let go, all his restraints snapping as he dug his fingers into my thigh, holding me still. He jerked his hips like a piston, driving his dick in and out of me, his balls slapping my ass.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I chanted, my voice climbing along with my approaching orgasm. It was so close I could almost grab it. Then I did, tripping over the edge and plunging into everything and nothing at once. Pure bliss spiraled through me, and my mind blanked as I collapsed against his neck and gave in, helpless to do anything but ride it out.
A second later, Chase gave a hoarse shout and buried himself deep, his cock twitching as he came in a hot jet I could feel through the condom.
For a long moment, I was too weak to move. I leaned against him, my breaths sawing in and out of my chest as sweat dried on my skin. My breasts pressed against his chest, and his heart thundered against mine. Slowly, awareness trickled back in.
I just had sex with Chase Valenti.
Chase Valenti, my family’s enemy, whose dick was still very much inside me.
Fuck.
There was a loud buzz, followed by the table vibrating under my ass.
I pushed at Chase’s shoulders. He lifted his head. We both looked at my phone, which was lit up with Nana’s face and number.
Double fuck.
