Page 12 of Three Not-So-Little Words (The Lawson’s #3)

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How do you Want it?

Drew

I knew Ronnie would be good in the sack. Everything she’s done since I first laid eyes on her led me to that conclusion.

But I had no idea what I was getting into. She’s a fucking goddess.

Her round ass and plump tits jiggling.

Her full lips wrapping around my cock.

Her big eyes looking up at me.

But the sexiest thing of all?

Her confidence. She knows what she has and knows exactly how to use it.

I love it.

As much as I enjoyed her sucking me—and believe me, I did love it—I didn’t want to finish in her mouth. There are so many other things I want to do to her.

Quickly, I grab my pants and fish out my wallet to get a condom. Ronnie takes it out of my hand.

“Let me,” she says before ripping open the corner with her teeth.

Both of our eyes glance down, watching her hands as she rolls the rubber over my shaft.

Before I can do anything else, she playfully pushes me back on the bed. Moments later, she’s on top of me, slowly lowering herself onto my length. My eyes stare at her face, fixed on her reaction as she takes all of me.

Once I’m fully inside, she looks at me through hooded eyes before she begins to move.

When she does…holy fuck.

Remember me saying she was a pro at riding the mechanical bull? It was nothing compared to how she rides a dick.

Just when I get used to what she’s doing, she changes it up. She goes from bouncing up and down to grinding against me and everything in between.

I reach my hands up to play with her nipples. The slightest touch intensifies her moans.

“Fuck, Ronnie. This pussy feels amazing.”

With a sly smile, she asks, “How do you want it?”

“Beautiful, I’ll take it however you want to give it. What feels best to you?”

“It all feels good,” she replies.

“What’s your favorite way to get fucked?”

Still slowly riding me, she thinks for a second before replying with, “Doggy.”

I fucking love bending a woman over and slamming into her. Although most women I’ve been with say it felt good, they never preferred it because of the lack of kissing and eye contact.

Just another reason Ronnie is driving me insane.

I pull her down, running my hands through her hair while I kiss her. My tongue slips into her mouth to play with hers.

Time to give her what she wants.

Holding onto her waist, I roll us both over so I’m on top. Then, I get off of her so I can get her into the position we both want. Grabbing her hips, I pull her so that her ass is up in the air with her knees tucked underneath her.

I position myself behind her and take a moment to look at her. Her pretty pink pussy peeks out between her large lips. I’m tempted to dive in and eat it again. She tasted so fucking good.

To tease her a little, I run my finger up one of her lips and down the other. She’s completely smooth except for a cute little landing strip.

My finger parts her lips so that I can rub her small clit. She moans and pushes back on me, silently begging for more.

I plan on giving it all to her, starting with making her come again.

One hand continues to play with her clit while I use the other to slide two fingers inside.

“Oh, fuck!” She moans.

I press my fingers against her g-spot, adding the perfect amount of pressure to have her body starting to quiver. Her pussy tightens around my digits, and I know she’s getting close.

I continue doing it, careful not to change a thing. It isn’t long before her orgasm overtakes her.

“Oh my God, Drew!” She cries.

Fuck, I love hearing her say my name. It makes it even better that it’s while she’s coming.

Feeling pressure against my fingers, I pull them out as she gushes all over my hand.

Of course she’s a squirter. As if she needed anything else to make her sexier.

“Fuck, Ronnie. I love this pussy.”

“Then, why don’t you fuck me and prove it?”

Positioning my hips behind hers, I groan, “That mouth of yours is going to kill me.”

She’s so wet that I slide in with ease. I start slow, making sure that I don’t do anything that’s going to hurt her.

Ronnie takes her ass and throws it back, slamming it against me. “Come on, Drew,” she teases. “Fuck me like you mean it.”

Oh yeah, she’s going to kill me.

Look, I’ve been with a lot of women. Before and after Natalie and I were together, I got my fair share of play. Headlining fights ensured that. I’ve done unspeakably dirty things with women.

But none of them seemed to be having as much fun as Ronnie. It makes this whole thing even better.

Sinking my fingers into her hips, I give her what she wants. My movements become harder and faster.

She turns back to me with a sexy smile on her face as she moans my name.

Right now, I’m grateful for the alcohol I’ve had this evening. I doubt I’d still be going without it. After all, I haven’t been laid for over a year. After going that long without sex, I’m surprised I was able to hold out when she had her mouth around me.

She grows louder and moans that she’s going to come again. I know that the second her pussy starts to contract around me that I’ll be done. I felt the way she squeezed my fingers, and I know my cock won’t be able to hold out.

So, let’s make things a little more interesting.

I reach my hand underneath her stomach and lift her toward me so that her back is pressed to my chest.

One hand tweaks her nipples while the other teases her clit—all while I kiss her neck and continue to slide in and out of her.

Her head falls back against my chest as she gives over to the pleasure.

When she gets close, I bend her over again.

Seeing the view of her ass jiggling as I push into her may be my favorite sight in the world.

I alternate the two positions, getting her close every time but never letting her cross the finish line.

Finally, when I press her against me again, I decide to push her over the edge.

Whispering in her ear, I ask, “Are you going to come one more time for me?”

“Oh, God, yes!” She emphasizes each word.

I pinch her nipples a little harder and apply more pressure to her clit. Combined, it’s enough to have her squirting all over my cock.

And that is enough to have me filling the condom.

I hold her for a moment as we both calm down.

“Holy shit,” she says. “That was amazing. We should do it again.”

I smile. “I think I’m going to need some water first. And I only had one condom with me.”

She opens up her nightstand drawer and pulls out a large box of rubbers. “I’ve got you covered. Metaphorically and literally.”

“Look at you. Always prepared?”

“Like a fucking Boy Scout.”