Devoted to Him by Cheryl Dragon Page A

tried to wait.” She pulled her toy out, having a better option now.
    “Put it back.” Mitch stripped off his jeans and briefs then stood there naked.
    Jenny eased the toy back in her pussy. Her muscles gripped the toy as she took in the view of her naked boyfriend. Mitch made her hot all over again. One toy couldn’t satisfy her for very long anyway.
    At six foot four inches, Mitch was tanned and muscled with power in his aura. With dark brown hair, green eyes and tats all over his shoulders and back, he made her wetter with one glance. Just her type, he rode a motorcycle and owned a popular dance club, all the bad things Jenny had liked in high school. The military tat on his upper arm reminded her he was good to her and his Marine buddies. He was a perfect choice for her. Better than the truly bad boys she’d made mistakes with before.
    Watching his cock thicken, Jenny knew the fun would continue. “What should I do now?” She held the toy in with one finger and massaged her pussy with the rest.
    “Pull your top down on the other side. You want to give the lawn service guys a show, do it right.” Mitch climbed on the bed and knelt behind her.
    She heard him grab something from the nightstand, but she didn’t look. She wanted to be surprised. When she didn’t pull her top down, Mitch reached around and ripped the fabric. Her pussy throbbed.
    Rubbing her breasts with both hands, Mitch slid his cock between her ass cheeks. “You’ve got the camera rolling?” he asked in a whisper.
    She nodded. “Fuck me, Mitch. Please. No underwear all morning. All that wind.”
    “Did anyone see you? See your cunt?” His grip tightened, and he pulled her back against his hard chest. She loved the friction of him.
    “No, I don’t think so.” Her voice trembled. “I did have to bend over to put things in the trunk. Maybe then. But I tried to be careful.”
    “You tried. You’ve tried to flash guys, too.” He turned the dial on her toy to the lowest vibration.
    Sweet torture. The man knew how to draw out the sex and make it so good she wanted to cry. “You dared me to,” she replied.
    Mitch chuckled in her ear. “You loved it. You love it all. You want the lawn guys to come and stare at us right now. Watch you get fucked while they jerk off.”
    A groan escaped her lips as her clit pulsed. She did want it. Not to be known as the slut of the neighbourhood, but her sexual fantasies never seemed to end. Mitch seemed to understand it, but if only he knew how dirty things got in her head. Letting those lawn guys in and blowing them.
    It was just a fantasy. She pushed it out of her mind.
    Looking in the mirror with Mitch’s powerful form behind her, she shuddered. She shouldn’t need more than him. Jenny loved and trusted him. That was hard to find in LA. He’d needed a DJ, and she’d needed a club. The rest was great history and amazing sex for nearly a year now.
    The cool drizzle of lube between her ass cheeks startled Jenny out of her daze. Mitch bent her forward onto her hands as well as knees. She grinned, knowing she’d turned him on.
    He rubbed his fully hard cock between her slick cheeks. “Want it?”
    “God, yes, please. I need it now.” She started to pull out the toy.
    “No, keep your toy.” Mitch slapped her ass.
    Jenny moaned gratefully. Deep, dark kink did nothing for her, but toys and spanking and being tapped turned her on wildly. “I like my toys. You love it.”
    He smacked the same spot on her ass as he pressed for entrance. Jenny moaned as Mitch filled her rear slowly. His thick cock stretched her. Normally, she’d go for a smaller toy in her slit when he did this, but he’d given her no chance to switch.
    Slowly, she turned the dial hoping he wouldn’t notice, but when it reached a certain level, he always felt it.
    “Turn it off.” He slapped her rear again.
    “Yes!” She dialled it down with the small triumph of a mini-orgasm. The sting of his touch of her ass would make it last