Wingman [Woman]
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“It doesn’t change the fact that I don’t like her, Reign,” I whisper. “And I think she’s going to hurt you.”
His eyes burn into mine. “I’m not askin’ you to like her, but I’m also not askin’ you to fuckin’ like me, either.”
I laugh bitterly. “Do you think I want to like you, Reign?”
His eyes scan my face. “I wasn’t finished. I didn’t ask you to like me, but I didn’t expect that I’d find myself lusting over you, too. Fuck, Tiani. It’s not meant to be confusing for me, I want her and yet I find myself smiling around you. When you danced with me the other night, all I wanted to do is feel how your sweet pussy would hug my cock as I drove it inside you.”
I swallow.
“I want to taste you, to see how you feel, to kiss your lips and fuck you until you don’t remember anyone else before me.”
“I feel a but coming in here,” I rasp.
“I’m not going to be able give you what I know you want.” He leans in closer. “But fucked if I can’t stop thinkin’ about it.”
I lick my lips and his eyes slide down, following the movement.
“It doesn’t change my mind. I’m still quitting,” I breathe, staring at his lips.
“No you’re fuckin’ not.”
“You don’t get to—”
Lips crush against my mouth, swallowing my words. I can’t hold back the moan that escapes my lips as he slips his tongue inside, tangling it with mine. He presses his hard, large body against mine so I can feel every bit of him. His cock rides against my pussy, causing little bolts of pleasure to shoot through my body.
“Reign.” I gasp as his lips slide down my neck.
“Fuck questioning this. I need to taste you.”
I whimper when his hands slide down to cup my ass, using it to slide his cock against my dampening panties. He takes the hem of my dress, sliding it up until my panties are exposed to his fingers. He slides them up the damp material, causing a breathy moan to slide from my lips.
“Wet, so fuckin’ sweet I can smell you.”
I tremble when his lips find mine again, and he kisses me into oblivion, making me forget everything around us. His fingers disappear under my panties and dip into my heated flesh. “Oh God,” I groan when the tip of one swipes over my clit.
“Your little nub is aching for me,” he growls against my lips. “So tight and fuckin’ sweet.”
I drop my head back, exposing my neck to him. He presses his lips to the hollow of my throat, and his free hand takes hold of my dress, jerking it down to expose my breasts. My nipples harden in anticipation. He makes a throaty, pleased sound and kneels in front of me, his mouth in line with my desperately waiting nipples. He leans forward, sucking one into his mouth while his fingers explore my pussy, stroking and probing until my back arches off the wall.
He sucks my nipple deep in the exact moment his finger slips inside my wet entrance. I whimper his name as an orgasm tears through my body, starting from my womb and stretching right out to my toes. I slide down to the floor in front of him, legs spread wide, back pressed against the wall, breasts rising and falling with every breath I take.
“Fuck,” he groans. “You’re fuckin’ stunning, so fuckin’ beautiful.”
He takes hold of his jacket, shoving it off before tearing his shirt open, sending buttons flying everywhere. I lick my lips when I see his gorgeous, bronze, broad chest in the dim light. Shit, he’s fucking stunning. He takes hold of his jeans and my eyes drop down. I’ve seen Reign’s cock, but knowing that erection is for me has my body tingling with anticipation.
The moment his pants are jerked away and it springs free, my body heats up and my pussy clenches with want. He reaches forward, taking hold of my hips and lifting me up. He lets himself fall backwards against the other wall, his hands desperately shoving my panties aside as he pulls me over him. I straddle his lap, nails sliding down his perfect flesh as I lower myself over his cock.
“Baby,” he murmurs, his eyes blazing into mine. “Slowly.”
I slow down, feeling him sinking into me inch by perfect fucking inch. I stretch around him, gasping at the intense pleasure already shooting up my spine. Reign’s hands are on my lips, his mouth on my neck as I finally take all of him. I shift my hips, whimpering with pleasure as I grind against him, feeling him pulse inside my pussy.
“You’re so fuckin’ tight. Just how I knew you would be,” he growls against my throat.
He uses his hands to lift my hips, slowly bringing me up and down over his cock. I use my knees to control my thrusts, clutching his chest as I begin to ride him. It starts off slow, with me just enjoying the feeling of his cock slowly entering me before disappearing again. Then desperation takes over, pleasure builds, our groans become more frequent and frenzy kicks in. I fuck him, hard and fast, grinding and rotating, moving over his cock like I own it.
His head is back, his jaw is tight and his hands are pinching into my skin as he thrusts upwards, slamming into me as I hungrily fuck him. Sweat trickles down his neck and glistens on his chest. I drop my face down, sliding my tongue along the salty muscles, loving how it feels when they flex beneath me.
“Stop doin’ that baby,” he pants. “Or I’ll come so fuckin’ hard you’ll not have time to find your own release.”
I’m close too, my body winding tighter and tighter as I lift myself up and down. I close my eyes, trying to concentrate on matching his thrusts, but my knees are burning. As if reading my mind, he lifts me off his lap, murmuring, “Need to fuck you harder.” Then he flips me over onto my hands and knees before sliding his cock back inside me.
His eyes burn into mine. “I’m not askin’ you to like her, but I’m also not askin’ you to fuckin’ like me, either.”
I laugh bitterly. “Do you think I want to like you, Reign?”
His eyes scan my face. “I wasn’t finished. I didn’t ask you to like me, but I didn’t expect that I’d find myself lusting over you, too. Fuck, Tiani. It’s not meant to be confusing for me, I want her and yet I find myself smiling around you. When you danced with me the other night, all I wanted to do is feel how your sweet pussy would hug my cock as I drove it inside you.”
I swallow.
“I want to taste you, to see how you feel, to kiss your lips and fuck you until you don’t remember anyone else before me.”
“I feel a but coming in here,” I rasp.
“I’m not going to be able give you what I know you want.” He leans in closer. “But fucked if I can’t stop thinkin’ about it.”
I lick my lips and his eyes slide down, following the movement.
“It doesn’t change my mind. I’m still quitting,” I breathe, staring at his lips.
“No you’re fuckin’ not.”
“You don’t get to—”
Lips crush against my mouth, swallowing my words. I can’t hold back the moan that escapes my lips as he slips his tongue inside, tangling it with mine. He presses his hard, large body against mine so I can feel every bit of him. His cock rides against my pussy, causing little bolts of pleasure to shoot through my body.
“Reign.” I gasp as his lips slide down my neck.
“Fuck questioning this. I need to taste you.”
I whimper when his hands slide down to cup my ass, using it to slide his cock against my dampening panties. He takes the hem of my dress, sliding it up until my panties are exposed to his fingers. He slides them up the damp material, causing a breathy moan to slide from my lips.
“Wet, so fuckin’ sweet I can smell you.”
I tremble when his lips find mine again, and he kisses me into oblivion, making me forget everything around us. His fingers disappear under my panties and dip into my heated flesh. “Oh God,” I groan when the tip of one swipes over my clit.
“Your little nub is aching for me,” he growls against my lips. “So tight and fuckin’ sweet.”
I drop my head back, exposing my neck to him. He presses his lips to the hollow of my throat, and his free hand takes hold of my dress, jerking it down to expose my breasts. My nipples harden in anticipation. He makes a throaty, pleased sound and kneels in front of me, his mouth in line with my desperately waiting nipples. He leans forward, sucking one into his mouth while his fingers explore my pussy, stroking and probing until my back arches off the wall.
He sucks my nipple deep in the exact moment his finger slips inside my wet entrance. I whimper his name as an orgasm tears through my body, starting from my womb and stretching right out to my toes. I slide down to the floor in front of him, legs spread wide, back pressed against the wall, breasts rising and falling with every breath I take.
“Fuck,” he groans. “You’re fuckin’ stunning, so fuckin’ beautiful.”
He takes hold of his jacket, shoving it off before tearing his shirt open, sending buttons flying everywhere. I lick my lips when I see his gorgeous, bronze, broad chest in the dim light. Shit, he’s fucking stunning. He takes hold of his jeans and my eyes drop down. I’ve seen Reign’s cock, but knowing that erection is for me has my body tingling with anticipation.
The moment his pants are jerked away and it springs free, my body heats up and my pussy clenches with want. He reaches forward, taking hold of my hips and lifting me up. He lets himself fall backwards against the other wall, his hands desperately shoving my panties aside as he pulls me over him. I straddle his lap, nails sliding down his perfect flesh as I lower myself over his cock.
“Baby,” he murmurs, his eyes blazing into mine. “Slowly.”
I slow down, feeling him sinking into me inch by perfect fucking inch. I stretch around him, gasping at the intense pleasure already shooting up my spine. Reign’s hands are on my lips, his mouth on my neck as I finally take all of him. I shift my hips, whimpering with pleasure as I grind against him, feeling him pulse inside my pussy.
“You’re so fuckin’ tight. Just how I knew you would be,” he growls against my throat.
He uses his hands to lift my hips, slowly bringing me up and down over his cock. I use my knees to control my thrusts, clutching his chest as I begin to ride him. It starts off slow, with me just enjoying the feeling of his cock slowly entering me before disappearing again. Then desperation takes over, pleasure builds, our groans become more frequent and frenzy kicks in. I fuck him, hard and fast, grinding and rotating, moving over his cock like I own it.
His head is back, his jaw is tight and his hands are pinching into my skin as he thrusts upwards, slamming into me as I hungrily fuck him. Sweat trickles down his neck and glistens on his chest. I drop my face down, sliding my tongue along the salty muscles, loving how it feels when they flex beneath me.
“Stop doin’ that baby,” he pants. “Or I’ll come so fuckin’ hard you’ll not have time to find your own release.”
I’m close too, my body winding tighter and tighter as I lift myself up and down. I close my eyes, trying to concentrate on matching his thrusts, but my knees are burning. As if reading my mind, he lifts me off his lap, murmuring, “Need to fuck you harder.” Then he flips me over onto my hands and knees before sliding his cock back inside me.
