Page 5 of Prequel: The Scottish Billionaire

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She wasone of the most responsive women I'd ever had.

My grip on her curls tightened as I drove into her from behind. She pushed back against me, our body's coming together with a slap of skin on skin. I was pinching and pulling her nipples until high keening sounds meant she was close to coming again.

I released her breast and leaned forward, sliding my thumb into her mouth. “Make it nice and wet because it’s going in your ass.”

Her pussy tightened at my words, and her tongue swirled around my thumb, both positive responses assuring me that she was enjoying herself. When I pressed my now-wet thumb against her anus, she tensed, and I let go of her hair to run a soothing hand down her spine.

“I’ll stop if that’s what you want.”

She shook her head, and her muscles unclenched. Slowly, I applied more pressure until my thumb popped past that ring of muscle up to my first knuckle.

“Oh, fuck!”

A shudder went through her, and as I started twisting my thumb back and forth, she came. I fucked her through that orgasm and into a second one, finally allowing myself my own release. As our muscles went weak, we collapsed onto the bed in a tangle of sweaty limbs.

* * *

My fingers creptbeneath the boy shorts Keli had put on to answer the door for our food less than an hour ago. She’d kept on her shirt and shorts to eat, but I’d just kept the sheet over my lap rather than dressing again. I didn’t plan on donning clothes until I left. What was the point if I would just be removing them again?

Right now, she sat between my legs, her back to my chest, and I let my fingers stroke her bare skin. She moaned, her head falling back against my shoulder as she spread her legs wider. I slid my middle two fingers inside her slick passage and let the heel of my hand press against her clit.

“Fuck, yes.” She grabbed my thighs, nails sharp even through the sheet. “Make me come again.”

She rocked her hips forward, my fingers going deeper inside her. I moved my hand from side to side to give her more friction, and she cursed again. When she came, she screamed loud enough that I was grateful that the only other people in the building were far enough away that they wouldn’t be able to hear her.

* * *

I needed a new bed.

That thought registered even as I realized that I wasn’t in my bed. Memories came forward as I woke more fully. I wasn’t in a bed at all.

Today was Sunday morning, and I’d fallen asleep after spending hours having sex with Keli yesterday. But we hadn’t been in bed because, after that first night, I’d decided sleeping bags on the floor would actually be better. I’d left not long after Keli had woken up, and when I’d returned yesterday afternoon, I’d brought sleeping bags, food, and a change of clothes. If Keli had thought it was strange that I’d come to her dorm rather than asking her to come to my house, she didn’t mention it.

By the time I opened my eyes, I was fully aware of where I was, who was lying next to me, why I’d come here, and what I wanted to do next.

Keli and I were both on our sides, and I’d thrown an arm around her in my sleep. I rarely slept – literally, that is – with the women I took to bed, but this weekend had been different all the way around. Things had been excruciatingly slow at work, and I’d found myself with extra time on my hands. Hence my return to Keli’s dorm.

Despite the fact that the two sleeping bags underneath us were far from as comfortable as a regular bed, having the room to move was worth it.

Keli shifted under the blanket, and I was suddenly reminded of one other important fact.

Neither of us were clothed at the moment.

I moved my hand just a bit and cupped her breast. Soft and full, I appreciated the way it filled my palm. I gave it a gentle squeeze, then moved my hand so my fingers could roll her nipple. Tugging and teasing it, I coaxed her to wakefulness. She was still half-asleep when she pushed her ass back against me, but I could see the smile forming on her face.

“Good morning,” I murmured as I pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “I’m going to make you come on my fingers, and then you’ll come again on my cock. If you don’t want that, tell me to stop.”

She made a pleased sound that I took to mean she liked what I was doing, so I released her breast and slid my hand down her stomach. She let out a sharp breath when my fingers reached the apex of her legs. A single finger between her lips found her clit easily enough, and I lightly stroked the tip of it.

“More,” she moaned the word, finally opening her eyes.

“Patience,” I chided.

I kissed the side of her neck, then moved up to nip her earlobe. She gasped, squirming against me, but my hand between her legs was enough to keep her from moving too much. What that bit of movement did do, however, was bring my cock fully to life. Before I started thinking with my dick instead of using common sense, I looked around to make sure I had a condom nearby. Putting aside work on a weekend to spend it having sex was unusual, but unprotected sex with a virtual stranger was something I’d never even been tempted to do.

Once I found what I was looking for, I turned my attention back to fulfilling my promise to make Keli come.