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“Cricket,” he warned in a whisper. “Don’t come or you won’t get more.”
“Don’t you dare stop,” I growled.
He chuckled, sliding partially out and then back in. “Control yourself.”
I let out a frustrated groan and Minus gave me another three quick smacks on my bottom, making me come so hard I lost my breath for a few seconds.
“Fuck me, baby,” he breathed out, sinking deeper. “You’re perfect.”
I closed my eyes and nodded as Minus continued to move slowly, his hands settling on my hips, and slamming deeper and deeper, building another orgasm. He shifted slightly, sliding his hand to my belly. “Spread baby.”
I spread, and he lifted me, keeping his cock firmly inside of me, so I was straddling him backwards. I dropped my head back, onto his shoulder and sighed.
“You okay?”
“Definitely. Yes,” I panted.
With one arm anchoring me against him, he rolled a nipple between his fingers while his other hand slid between my legs. I rose slightly, then lowered, slowing down when I feared another orgasm would hit. I wanted this one to last.
“That’s right, baby,” he whispered, and I raised up again, mewling as I slid back down. “Fuck,” he rasped, and his finger found home.
He tapped my clit, then gently slapped at my pussy and the sting broke any control I had. “Oh, God,” I groaned.
“All fours, Cricket,” he demanded, lowering me again, and I pressed my pussy harder against his body.
He slid his finger around my opening, then ran it over my very, very private place, and I was both excited (and a little nervous) as to what he planned to do. But I had asked for Minus, and so far, Minus was delivering the goods, so to speak, so I went with it.
“You ready for this, Christina?” he whispered.
Shit, he called me Christina. Now I was a little more on the nervous side. “Yes,” I rasped.
He pressed his finger into me slightly, stopping so I could get used to it. “Are you sure?”
I swallowed. “Yes.”
That’s when he moved again… and I lost my mind.
Slamming into my pussy with his cock, his finger moved in and out of me, matching the rhythm of his dick. I was sure I’d pass out from the overwhelming pleasure of it all, and I screamed his name as my body exploded around him. Unable to hold myself up on my arms made of Jell-o, I fell to the mattress and dragged in deep breaths as I tried not to hyperventilate.
Minus removed his finger, gripping my hips so he could grind into me slowly until I felt his cock pulse between my walls, and he kept our connection as he rolled us onto our sides in spoon fashion.
“God damn, baby, that was amazing.”
I nodded, still trying to catch my breath. “I approve of Minus. Maybe Jase just needs to retire.”
He chuckled, kissing my shoulder. “That can be arranged.”
* * *
Minus
Waking up next to Cricket this morning was at the top of my list of life’s great moments. Unfortunately, the feeling was short lived as a sense of dread crept over me. We hadn’t exactly finished our conversation last night. Far from it. I still had one key detail to fill her in on, and I knew she wasn’t going to be happy about it.
I stared at her, studying every detail of her face while she slept. She looked peaceful and momentarily unaffected by the world; protected and safe behind the wall of sleep. I felt stabs of guilt over the idea of dragging her further into my world, but I reminded myself that Cricket was a grown woman and could make her own decisions based on the information she’s given. She was strong, independent, and a hell of lot smarter than me, so if she wanted to walk away, she’d have no problem doing so, and by my calculations, her exit would not be long from now.
There was a gentle rapping on the hotel room door, and I gently rolled out of bed, careful not to wake Cricket. I’dordered breakfast via the hotel’s room service app, which had now arrived. I figured if Cricket was about to storm out of my life forever, the least I could do was make sure she didn’t have to do it on an empty stomach.
“Good morning, sir. I have breakfast for two.”
