Laid Bear by Eve Vaughn (e books for reading .TXT) 📕

balance while trying to keep up with his powerful thrusts. Zora could feel the pressure of a climax building deep within her core. She closed her eyes and threw back her head, savoring his hardness stretching her to the limit.

“Don’t come,” he ordered.

Her eyes flew open. “What?” In her bewilderment she lost her rhythm momentarily.

“I said, don’t come. Don’t come until I say. Got it?”

Still confused, she nodded, wanting to ask why but thinking better of it.

To her further bafflement, he pulled her off of his cock.

Juices slid down her thigh as he half-carried, half-dragged her to the kitchen table. Before she could ask what he was doing, he turned her to face the other direction.

“Place your hands on the table and spread your legs wide.”

“What—”

Without a word, his palm crashed against her ass. Zora gasped in surprise but was galvanized into obeying his order.

Another smack fell on her rear, followed by another. It stung like hell, but the endorphin rush made her tingle all over, taking her to another level of carnal delight.

She wiggled her rear when he stroked her ass. Her pussy was so wet and hot, she could barely stand it. “Gavin, please,” she begged.

“Please what?”

“You know what.”

This time when he smacked her, it landed on her pussy sending a jolt of pleasure along every single nerve ending of her body. “Say it. Tell me what you want.”

She pushed her bottom back against his dick. “I want you to fuck me. Stick your cock inside of me. I need it so bad.”

“Hell yeah, you do, and I’m going to give it to you, baby.”

He gripped several locks, wrapped them around his fist and eased himself back into her pussy.

Their sighs of relief were in chorus.

“This is home, baby. This pussy is so fucking good.” He groaned, remaining still for one excruciating moment before moving slowly.

Zora, unable to remain still, pushed back against him. She didn’t think it was possible for him to be any deeper than he already had been, but he felt so good.

Still gripping her hair, he picked up the pace until the sounds of flesh slapping flesh filled the room. Zora fucked him back with all she had, pushing her rear against him. It wasn’t long before she neared her climax.

“Gavin, I need to come,” she cried out.

He leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Ask nicely.”

“Please let me come!”

He slammed into her several more times before saying the words she wanted to hear. “Come for me, baby.”

Zora fell apart on that command. Her orgasm was so powerful, she felt as if she were floating. Gavin grunted as he continued to pound his cock into her while her pussy spasmed around him.

With a loud roar, he spilled his seed deep inside her. His breath ragged, he leaned over Zora and kissed the side of her neck. “Was that gentle enough for you, baby?”

Zora giggled. “Oh, it was just the kind of gentle I like.”

Gavin chuckled, releasing her hair and then turning her around in his arms. He dropped a light kiss on her lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too. I didn’t mean to offend by saying you’re gentle.”

“I know you meant no harm by it, darling, and I wasn’t offended. When you came downstairs wrapped up in that sheet, it was inevitable I’d end up inside of you.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck. “Cocky much?”

“Only for you, babe. How about you go upstairs and shower and I’ll fix you some breakfast?”

“Don’t bother making me anything. I’ll just have some fruit and a yogurt or something.”

“I bought some fresh croissants this morning, have one of those too.”

She rested her head against his chest, enjoying being in the comfort of his arms. “Mmm, I love croissants.”

“I know, that’s why I bought them.”

“Do you plan on going into the office later on today?”

“Probably this afternoon, but I wanted to talk to you about something first.”

She pulled away from him and retrieved the sheet that had been discarded on the floor. “Sounds serious.”

“It isn’t, really. But remember you expressed interest in finding work?”

“Yes. You guys have your jobs, and I don’t mind taking care of our home, but I want to get out of the house, too, at least until we have children. No point in my degree going to waste. Besides, I’d like to have some spending money that I’ve worked for and perhaps treat you three sometimes.”

She’d left school after the