Page 20 of Three Not-So-Little Words (The Lawson’s #3)

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She’s got some Heft to Her

Ronnie

W e barely get through my front door before I’m already starting to strip. Look, I’m a girl who loves the foreplay and the buildup, but right now, my clothes are just standing in the way of the good stuff.

Drew grabs my hips, stopping me so that he can kiss the back of my neck. His fingers rest on my chest while his other hand slides under my pants and panties. My legs almost give out when he gives my clit a light squeeze.

“Bedroom,” I moan.

“What’s your hurry, beautiful? Can’t take a little bit of teasing?”

“I can. I just don’t want to.”

“Not so nice to tease, is it?” He whispers, sending shivers down my spine.

“I just want you to remember something,” I tell him.

“What’s that?”

“You can tease me now, but just remember that I am way better at it.”

He thinks for a second before letting me go. “You’ve got a point. But for future reference, I want to be the one to take off your clothes.”

With that, he unhooks my bra, pulls it off, and then moves onto my pants. He takes them off in no time and then rips my panties in half.

I love when he goes all caveman. It’s hot as fuck.

He must get that I like it because he scoops me into his arms and carries me until we get to the bed.

He quickly sheds his own clothes and joins me on the plush mattress. He lays on his back, moving the pillows so he’s completely flat.

“Come here, beautiful. Sit on my face until I make you come in my mouth.”

A man after my own heart.

I move up his body before swinging my leg over. Hovering above him, I slowly begin to lower myself. Apparently, he’s impatient because he hooks his arms around my waist and yanks me down so that I’m sitting on his face.

I love sitting on a man’s face while he licks my pussy. But I also know that I have a big ass and thick thighs. That means I don’t have some teeny tiny vagina. She’s got some heft to her. If not careful, she could suffocate a man.

But Drew doesn’t seem to mind. He’s all up in there, and if he can’t breathe, I can’t tell because he’s eating me so fucking good. Somehow, it feels like his tongue is everywhere all at once.

“Holy fuck,” I moan. “How in the world are you doing that?”

He alternates between licking and sucking my clit and then sliding his tongue in and out of me. Every time I start to get close, he changes it up. Every time, it adds to the pressure building inside me.

I pinch my nipples, desperate for the burst of pleasure that would push me over the edge.

When Drew feels my legs beginning to tremble, he must know I’m close because he focuses all of his attention on my clit. Holding it between his teeth, his tongue flicks against the tip. He keeps a steady pace, and it’s enough to push me over the edge.

My hands grip the headboard as I ride out my orgasm. A sheen of sweat coats my skin while my thighs squeeze the shit out of his head.

After I finish, I take a second to get the feeling back in my legs and then climb off.

Turning his head to look at me, he says, “You taste so fucking good.”

“Keep saying things like that, and you’ll get seconds.”

He smiles. “Don’t threaten me with a good time, beautiful.”

“You ready to fuck me?”

“Ronnie, I’ve been ready to fuck you since the moment I saw you tonight.”

“Grab a condom out of the drawer,” I tell him, not wanting him to have to get up and get one out of his wallet.

He reaches over and slides open the nightstand. He cocks an eyebrow at me, and I remember that’s where my stash of toys is.

I wait for his reaction. Almost always, one of two things happen with men.

One, they get offended that I would use anything like that to find some self-pleasure.

Or two, they want to puff out their chests and try to do a better job than the toy.

Usually, they can’t.

Which one of those guys is Drew going to be?

He looks from the toys and then back to me. “We’re going to have some fun with those.”

Okay, did I just find the perfect fuck buddy?

Quite possibly.

He wastes no more time in rolling on the condom and climbing on top of me. I spread my thighs to accommodate his muscular body. As he pushes inside, he leans down to kiss me. I can taste myself on his tongue and lips.

I moan into his mouth as he fills me entirely. He sits still for a moment to make sure I’m ready. I wrap my legs around his back, hooking my ankles.

While I do believe there is a time and place for slow and sensual sex, there’s no way I’m going to be able to come like that.

“Harder,” I whisper.

He begins moving harder and faster while kissing and nibbling on my neck and chest.

“Fuck, Ronnie. This pussy feels so good.”

“Show me how good it feels,” I tease.

He sits up so that he’s on his knees but still inside me. Grabbing my ankles, he sets them on his shoulders.

To add to intensity, he grabs a pillow and shoves it under my ass. Now, when he starts fucking me again, it feels so good. Every thrust deliciously strokes my g-spot.

“Oh, God,” I moan. “Just like that. Fuck me just like that.”

He keeps my legs on his shoulders but brings his thumb down to play with my clit.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Each word comes out louder than the last.

I look up at him. My eyes rake over his large muscles and broad chest. He’s even sexier knowing how he can manhandle me with those muscles.

My thoughts grow fuzzy with my impending orgasm looming. When I get close, he surprises me by pulling out. Before I even know what’s going on, his head is between my legs, and he’s eating me out again.

His skilled tongue licks my swollen clit, driving me wild. I completely come unglued when he slides two fingers inside. All of the sensations combined have my entire body quivering. The noises escaping my mouth don’t sound entirely human.

Without warning, my orgasm hits me at the speed of light. I come so hard that my pussy pushes his fingers out and squirts all over his hand.

“Fuck, I love it when you do that,” he growls.

I don’t have time to even catch my breath before he’s back inside me, fucking me like there’s no tomorrow. I’m so sensitive it feels like I’m still coming.

With one long groan, he fills the condom.

After disposing of it, he joins me. While lying next to each other, our chests heave.

I say, “You know, I was a little worried that the sex wouldn’t be as good this time around. But I don’t think I had anything to worry about.”

“No, I think you and I will be just fine in that department.”