Page 52 of By Invitation Only

“Peyton, slow down. I’m not going to last much longer.”

But my woman ignored me. Instead, she sucked harder, consuming my cock from tip to base. I jerked with another groan, cum shooting down her slender throat.

“Oh my God, Peyton.”

After I had released every seed, another pop of her mouth caused my cock to bob. It was still hard. “Now, it’s my turn.” I grinned.

I hoisted her up from the floor, lay her on top of me, and ran my hands up her bare thighs. When I got to her round arse, my hands slid across smooth skin.

“No knickers tonight?”

Peyton giggled against the crook of my neck. “Not when you have a habit of stealing them.”

I smiled. “It was one time. How is that a habit?”

“Just a hunch. Plus, I heard panties aren’t required.”

“No, gorgeous, they aren’t. They just get in the way.” She came to Sensation without any knickers on. Did that mean she knew what was going to happen between us? Even if my marriage wasn’t a sham?

“I have one more question for you.”

“Only one?” I smirked.

“For now.”

“What’s that?” I asked as my hands continued to rub circles on her arse.

She rose a little so that our eyes met. “If you’re the only one who uses this room, why do you have a giant bowl of condoms on the table by the fireplace?”

I jerked my head back in shock at her question. Not because I didn’t want to answer it. It was because I wasn’t expectingthatto be her question. I chuckled as I answered, “Because we’re in a sex club.”

“Yes, but if you’re the only one who uses this room, then why do you have more than a few? It’s not like you have days to use them.”

“I don’t only use them in this room. Plus, I think they thought it would look better than having a box of condoms on the table when they decorated the room.” I shrugged.

That caused her to laugh. “Condoms as decorations? That’s funny.”

I smiled back. “I really don’t have another answer for you.”

“But you don’t use all of them do you?”

“I think my dick would fall off from over-usage if I did.”

“Oh.” She chuckled.

“Speaking of, it’s time to use one.”

“Mr. Romantic,” Peyton teased.

I quickly rose and rolled her to her back. She squealed, but once I was on top of her, I silenced her with my mouth again. Her leg hooked around my hip, and I ground into her as I ran my hand up her smooth leg. We fit together perfectly.

Peyton moaned into my mouth as my hand continued up her thigh, seeking for that one spot that I knew was throbbing for her. I rolled to the side, only covering half her body with mine, and continued my journey to find her soft, wet, swollen pussy. My cock was still hard as a fucking rock, and I ached to be buried deep inside of her again. My fingers found my treasure, and I smiled against her mouth.

Running two fingers up her slit, her arousal coated them, and her chest heaved as she took my mouth more aggressively. She seemed to be as hungry for me as I was for her, and I returned her kisses and slipped my fingers into her pussy at the same time. She moaned again in my mouth as my fingers worked inside of her. Her fingertips ran up and down my back causing a shiver to shoot straight to my dick, making it throb with need. It didn’t matter that only ten minutes ago I’d shot a load in her mouth. I was ready again.

I slipped my fingers out of her and Peyton broke our kiss. Before she could utter a word, my hand continued down, gliding across her perineum, and she sucked in a breath.

“Shh,” I whispered and then attached my mouth to her neck, licking her skin to taste her, needing my entire body on her. Her arms tightened around me as I sought out the specific spot that puckered.