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Addicted for Now (Addicted, #3)(155)

Author:Krista Ritchie & Becca Ritchie

She doesn’t say anything, but she scuttles back and lies down, waiting for me to take her, like I’m going to be on top. God, I love that I’m going to fill her with surprise.

“Nope,” I say and grab her hand, sliding her back to me. I take hold of her left leg and her hip, lifting her onto my lap with ease. She straddles me and braces herself with her hands on my chest. Her eyes widen in shock.

“I’m…we’re…”

I can’t stop grinning.

Her head slowly drops until she’s staring at my cock that’s right up against her pussy, waiting (rather impatiently) to be inside. She glances back to me. “This isn’t on the blacklist?”

“No, love.”

She frowns. “Do you think since Dr. Banning isn’t my therapist anymore that I can see that list?”

“Even if she’s not your therapist, we’re still going to obey that list,” I tell her. I have no intention of fucking with all the progress she’s made. And who knows how long her new psychiatrist will last? “So I don’t want you to see it.” Not yet at least.

She nods and rises on her knees, acting like she’s going to put my cock inside of her. I hold onto her waist, stopping her. She looks confused, and the horny part of me is too. Why the fuck am I dragging this out?

“If you’re going to be on top, we have to have rules,” I tell her.

“Oh.”

“You said you wanted to be good bad.”

“I do.” She touches my bare chest with her hands, and her eyes fall to my abs. She becomes distracted way too fucking easily.

I tilt her chin up, her eyes landing on mine again. “Don’t move.”

“What?”

Before I can answer her, I have lifted her by the hips and placed her gently over my cock. Her panties are still on, but I tug the fabric aside and out of my way as I lower her down. She clutches onto my neck and lets out a ragged breath that turns quickly into a moan.

“That’s it,” I tell her, easing her down onto me. I close my eyes for a second, basking in the tightness, finally inside of her… When I fill her completely, she bucks her hips, beginning to rock against me.

I seize her waist again. “Don’t move.”

She shudders at my words. “Then you move,” she pleads.

“I’m taking my sweet fucking time,” I reply, running my hand underneath her shirt, massaging her breast once more.

She lets out a long moan and presses her forehead to my shoulder, but she doesn’t move her hips this time. “How are you not dying?”

I am. But I want it to last too much to give into my impulses.

“Lo, I need to come.”

“You want to come,” I refute. “You don’t need to do it.” My lips find her ear and I suck gently on the sensitive place. Another staggered breath rumbles through her.

“That’s not what it feels like.”

I raise her shirt past her belly, but she refuses to disentangle from my shoulders to allow the fabric off her arms and over her head. “And I want you naked, but apparently we all don’t get what we want.”

She shifts a little, causing her eyes to flutter, but her arms weakly fly to the air. I pull the shirt off, and my eyes fall to her erect nipples, begging for my attention. My tongue flicks over the little buds, and she starts to gyrate against my cock. My whole body ignites, heating up with an undeniable pleasure. I’m the one who groans this time, but I manage to stop her again. My hands plant decisively on her hips, causing her to still. I take the opportunity to let them slide to her ass and squeeze.

“If you move again,” I tell her. “I’m going to thrust inside you twice and come and then we’ll be done for the night.” Her mouth forms a perfect “O” and she keeps shaking her head like I’ve announced the apocalypse. “Now be a good bad girl and stay still while I fuck you.”

Her head reverses course and begins to nod up and down.

I don’t mention that I can’t stay still much longer either. It’s all about perception, and she needs to think I could wait out eternity with my cock nestled firmly inside of her.

After I kiss her lips one last time, I grab onto her ass as tight as I can and buck my hips up. She lets out the most beautiful noise, like I’ve hit a thousand nerves. I do it again, pulsing my cock up and down, up and down. Fast and slow. Up and down. I thrust my cock so deep that she grabs onto me, trying to hold on. I release one of my hands from her hips to place it on her head, bringing her mouth down to mine. We kiss and fuck and when she’s on the brink, I have to slow down so she doesn’t come.