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“Mmm,” Andi moaned, licking her lips.

“Is this what you want?” I was quick to spit in my hand before stroking it over the length of my bare cock.

“Please, Hunter. Just fuck me and put me out of my misery. You’re the biggest tease I’ve ever met in my life.”

“You like it, though.” I smirked, still jerking myself when I noticed her eyes watching my every move.

“You’re damn right I do. But if you don’t mind, what do you say we play that game later? I’m ready to watch you fuck me.” Her gaze veered to the large mirror lining the wall beside the bed.

My mind went back to that first night, when she refused to look me in the eye. With the mirror, it didn’t matter if I fucked her from behind or with her facing me, she’d have no choice but to fall into my gaze. She said it herself; she was ready to watch me.

There were so many ways I wanted to take her. But then, I remembered that night at the bar. Our little game of ‘Fuck, Marry, Kill.’ I knew she loved doggy and cowgirl, and honestly, I was dying to see her on top of me.

Pulling away from her, I sat with my back against the headboard.

“Sit on my cock,” I ordered, my chin dipping to my lap and lifting just in time to watch her crawl toward me. It was a sight to see, her on her hands and knees, getting ready to fuck me without a layer of protection between us.

Her heavy tits swayed side to side as she slowly crept closer.

“Such a good girl crawling to me.” My hand squeezed my cock. “Such a pretty fucking girl.”

She stopped in front of me, dipping her head down to where my hand worked over my length, the slope of her back arched with her ass in the air. “Let me get you warmed up.”

I released my dick and allowed her mouth to take my hand’s place.

Gathering her hair in my fist, I only tolerated just enough to lube me up or else I’d be coming down her throat for the second time tonight.

“Now, come sit,” I demanded, patting my lap after releasing her hair from my grip.

Straddling my lap, she did as she was told. Without taking another second, she took me by surprise, lowering her slick heat onto my cock.

“Oh, shit.” Her mouth popped open, forming the perfect O shape. “God, you fill me up so good, Hunter.”

She took a moment to stay seated. Me filling her, and her hugging me so tight I felt like I couldn’t breathe.

Clutching her hips, I ran my thumb over the hickey that was already forming beautifully. “Tell me when you’re ready, pretty girl.”

I hoped she’d give me the green light any moment now because the longer she sat on my lap, gripping my cock every time she adjusted, I was afraid that after all the foreplay, I wasn’t going to last as long as she deserved.

“I’m ready.” She slowly lifted to her knees, just to slam back down into my lap.

Her sudden movement took me by surprise, pulling a louder than intended grunt out of me.

“Yes,” I groaned, watching her tits bob in front of my face as she continued each perfectly paced movement.

There wasn’t a time when she’d straddled my lap that I hadn’t imagined her bouncing on my cock. I knew Andi would be made for this position. She continued to move up and down over me with ease. Obviously, she was a natural. But it was the fact that I got to look her in the eyes that pulled me in the most.

Her body was a work of art. She could be the eighth wonder of the world for all I knew. But it was her eyes that captivated me the most. The fact that she’d given so much to me—her trust, most importantly—was something I never wanted to let go of.

Andi made it so easy to be consumed by her. The more time I’d spent with her, the more she’d stolen my every waking thought.

Being this close to her, sharing this intimate moment, when it was clear we both held feelings for each other, made it so much deeper than just sex.

This wasn’t like our first time in the slightest. It wasn’t like anything I’d experienced before.

Sex with Andi was intimate yet powerful. It was becoming clear to me that we both had an adventurous side in the bedroom, and I hated the idea of ever being like this with anyone else. There was no way in this world I could go back to my old ways. The idea of fucking a woman, drawing up an NDA, having no emotional connection … it repulsed me.

I was so fucking gone for Andi, it was hard not to feel it deep in my bones.