Page 76 of Tempting Cargo

He trembled, paused, and jerked his hips again.

I dug my teeth into the red bite marks on his shoulder. “Bad human. Answer me.”

He shuddered in a breath, muscles tensing up. “Yes.”

“Hmm, you’re so good at telling me what you want to do to me. Let me hear that dirty mouth.”

He groaned and blew out a long breath. “Please fuck me, Sho. I want you inside me.”

My vision swam, blood pulsing too loud in my ears. I slid the fingers of my other hand inside my dripping cunt to slick them up, then reached round to grab his cock. “I’m going to make you come before I fuck you,mitsha,” I purred. “I’m going to fuck you with my fingers and milk your cock, and when you’ve come all over the bed like my needy little toy, I’ll fuck your arse with my big clit.”

His voice came out with a ragged cry. “Please.”

He was impossibly hard, and I worked him quickly and roughly until he was coming all over the bed in long spurts, trembling and bucking under me.

Garrison sank down in a messy collapse. I stroked his back and flanks, telling him how good he was, how much I loved seeing him come apart for me. When he settled, I pulled out my fingers and fitted my throbbing clit to his hole.

Blessed Kri, I was doing this.He’s letting me inside him.

It wasn’t as easy as I imagined to press in, even with him prepped for me. But I was so hard he parted for me… then he sucked me in, clamping around me.

My eyes lost focus, rolled up to the gods.So tight.

I didn’t have nearly as much to use as a male did, but half my clit stood proud from my body, reaching for him, and I straddled his hips, leaning over his back to press as much of my shaft as I could into his hot, tight body, my hand resting above his hole to stimulate the rest of me.

Garrison moaned in rhythm as I used his body to get myself off. It was so easy to get lost in him, and I sank into the bliss, the joining, the exquisite pleasure.

I came so hard white stars exploded behind my eyes, my release spilling down my thighs and into his eager hole.

We collapsed onto the bed, and I lay on top of him, wishing I could stay there. Wishing we were guaranteed so many more moments like this. But my breasts were pressed against his back, my cheek nuzzling up against him, and for now, it was enough.

“Was that good, sweetheart?” He sounded fuck-drunk, and it was a good sound on him, rumbling through his back and into my chest.

“So good. You were incredible.” I pressed a kiss to his warm skin. “Was it good for you?”

He laughed softly. “I’m hard again. That felt way better than I imagined. And I imagined a lot.”

I shuddered with aftershocks. “Let me look after you then.”

He groaned. “Could you…?”

“You want that sweet spot tickled again?”

“Yeah.” His voice was rough, slightly uncertain, slightly incredulous, and I loved that I’d made it that way.

“Do you wish I had more here?” I circled my hips, my eyelids fluttering with the promise of more pleasure. “I can get more. You’re not the only one who bought toys, you know.”

I cleaned up in the convi, brought us back mugs of water, and unwrapped one of the toys.

He was still lying where I’d left him, in a puddle of cum, and he shifted round to sitting with a groan. “You bought a cock sleeve. Clit sleeve. I like it.”

My lips twitched. I’d chosen this one with him in mind; it worked as an extender as well as a solo stroker, and I wanted nothing more than to fuck this into him. “Get back on your hands and knees for me.”

“No.” He gave me a slow, insouciant grin and grabbed the sleeve from my hand. “I haven’t touched your clit since yesterday, and I’m going to have fun putting this on you.”

Whipcord fast, he flipped me onto my back, kneeling on my outstretched thighs, and slid a lazy pair of fingers inside me. “Fuck, your cunt feels good. Now I want to fuck you.”

“Don’t you dare,” I said, but my sternness ebbed as he crooked his fingers to graze a sensitive spot. “Put that on me.”