Fast and Loaded: A Bad Boy Sports Romance by Roxy Sinclaire Page B

softly.
    I didn’t need to reply as I unzipped her tight skirt and tossed it onto the passenger seat. She wasn’t wearing anything but a thong underneath. Looking at her exposed flesh, I felt my shaft growing rock hard between my legs.
    The bulge in my pants pressed up against her thong. My body was throbbing, ready to plunge into her core, so close and so accessible. Still, I wanted to take things slowly.
    Leaning forward, I captured one of her nipples in my mouth again, and her body jerked as she let out a passionate cry. Her hands found the back of my head and her fingers dug into my hair, pushing me harder into her breast.
    I didn’t disappoint as I bit down with a little more force, switching back and forth between the two rosy buds on her chest. Before long, her body started to rock and grind against my own, and I couldn’t be patient any longer.
    One hand slipped from where it was pushing her against me and went down to feel the warm moisture soaking through her thin panties. I heard her moan softly, and I couldn't resist mimicking the sound.
    She was so aroused; it made my cock throb with desire. I wanted to plunge inside of her. Unable to hold back any longer, I pushed my fingers past the thin barrier and into her waiting garden.
    “Jesus,” I muttered, feeling how her walls tightened around me.
    “Desmond,” she called out breathlessly, “I can't wait any longer. I need you.”
    Her words made my heart dance as my fingers vigorously plunged into her again. I knew she couldn't hold out as her nails dug into my back and she began to bounce up and down on them, bringing herself to a climax.
    I felt her body tighten around my fingers as her sweet nectar flowed from her body, begging to be tasted by me. When I couldn't take any more torture, I pulled away from her and quickly unzipped my pants.
    Pulling out my throbbing, engorged member, I heard her moan. It was just inches from her waiting entrance. She lifted herself up, and I guided the tip into her dripping body, ready to feel her wrapped around me.
    I had planned to take it slow. I knew she was small, and I didn't want to hurt her. She, on the other hand, had others plans though.
    With a playful glint in her eye, she sat down hard on my cock, making me gasp at the sudden, mind-blowing pleasure of feeling her tight entrance wrapped around me. She began to move up and down on me, my hands guiding her by gripping her hips.
    I felt her squeeze my shaft with her body, and I kissed her harder. Just as I thrust into her one last time, my climax rising up, I felt her quiver and shake in a second orgasm. It rolled over my body as my seed spilled into her.
    I could feel it dripping back down, but I didn’t care. Amber was the most amazing creature I had ever known. She collapsed onto me, struggling to catch her breath as I did. After several minutes, she sat up, laughing lightly. It was an intoxicating sound as I joined her.
    Amber leaned away from me, attempting to compose herself with my shaft still inside of her. Her back caught the horn, and the loud noise made us both jump. We fell together in another bout of laughter, and I couldn't help but see how perfect we were for each other.
    I hoped that it wasn't just me feeling that way and she would reciprocate them too. All around us, everything was silent. The only sound was her breathing and my panting. I never wanted it to end.
    The windows were covered with steam and outside, the world looked like an alien planet. Hours had passed since we had left the bar but it felt like it had only been minutes. Spending time with Amber was becoming intoxicating. I didn't want to think about that time ending. She climbed away from me, a playful smile on her lips.
    “You look rather proud of yourself,” I said with a smirk.
    She laughed, “I am! You were pretty good too, Mr. Keys.”
    “I could get used to this,” I replied absentmindedly.
    She smiled but looked away. “We should probably call it a night.”
    “Right,”