“Okay?” I asked.
She nodded and arched up while I pushed it further in, making sure those rabbit ears were rubbing on her clit. I kissed her neck and caressed one of her tits with one hand while the other used the toy on her.
“That feel good, sweets?” I whispered into her ear.
“Oh, fuck me…” she moaned, and she reached out to grip my arm.
I grinned while I continued to use the toy on her, loving the sound of her whimpering cries. So fucking hot.
“That’s a good girl,” I whispered, and then dipped my head down to tug her nipple into my mouth.
She writhed against the bed as I flicked to the next setting on her vibrator. I sucked on her tit and pleasured her with the toy, getting harder the more she cried out. She sank her teeth into her bottom lip as the waves of ecstasy washed over her.
“Come for me, Veronica,” I urged. “Again.”
She thrashed her head against her pillow as the orgasm took over. It was so hot to watch. It might not have been my cock doing it to her, but I was in control here. I was using the toy on her to get her to this wild orgasm, and that turned me on.
“Please, Blaise,” she cried out.
I caressed my thumb across her cheek gently. “What, sweets?”
“I want your cock again. Please?”
“You’ll have me. After you be a good girl and come for me again,” I purred and put more pressure on the vibrator.
“Oh my God!” she cried out.
I leaned over and kissed her. “How’s that feel?”
“So good.”
She was crying, like actually whimpering, because the pleasure was too much. It was awesome.
“Fuck yes…” I breathed out while I watched her come again. She shuddered and squeezed my arm until she flopped back on the bed.
I pulled the toy out of her with a wicked grin. She looked so at peace and sated, but I was going to make her come all over my cock next.
She looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “Okay, you can say no about this, but how do you feel about your hands being tied against the headboard while I ride your cock?”
“I’ll try anything once,” I said with a grin.
She smirked at me. “Right answer, hockey boy!” she exclaimed, and then she pulled some rope out of her drawer.
FUCKKKK…this woman was going to rock my world again.
Chapter Four
VERONICA
There was a loud vibrating against my bedside table, and for a moment, I thought we had left my vibrator on before we passed out last night. No, that sounded like my phone.
I groaned and rolled over, only to hit a hard chest. I slid my eyes open in confusion. There was a man in my bed. A muscular man with a sleeve of tattoos on one of his arms and another woman’s name on his chest. He groaned and pulled me into his arms. That’s when I realized we were both still naked.
His eyes slid open sleepily. “What is that? Did we leave the vibrator on?”
I wanted to laugh at that being his first response too. Nope, I definitely remembered him carefully cleaning my vibrator last night before we had sex again.
I pushed out of his arms to slap my phone off. It was only nine a.m. on a Saturday, but I had spent all night with this hot hockey player, having wild sex until well into the morning. Holy fuck, he got off on using my vibrator on me, and then he agreed to being tied to the headboard while I rode him. Men usually hated that. This dude, oh boy, I was pretty sure last night had been the best sex of my entire life.
I didn’t like to let men stay over, but it had been super late by the time he said he was down for the count. I let him stay against my better judgment, but now I needed him to get out.
He pulled me back against his chest and wrapped his tattooed arm around my waist. He nuzzled his face into my neck and kissed me softly, like a gentle lover.
I sighed when my phone buzzed again, and I saw my brother’s name on the screen. I answered with a growl, “What?”
“Hello to you too, baby sis,” my brother chuckled on the other line.
“What do you want?” I snapped. I was so not a morning person, and Alex knew that.
“Can you come into the shop?”
“Are you serious?”
He sighed. “Andy called out sick again. I need you.”
I grumbled. “You know it’s my day off, and I’m running on a few hours of sleep.”
“Why?”
“Do you really want to know that your sister was up all night having marathon sex with a hot guy she brought home?” I asked. I ran a hand down my face, trying to rub the sleep from my eyes.
Blaise chuckled into his hand next to me.
“Ew!” Alex exclaimed. “But please, can you come in?”
“Give me a few hours. I need to shower, and it’ll take me at least another hour to get into the city.”
Alex grumbled on the other line. “Why do you still live in the ‘burbs?”
“I like my small town! And my rent’s cheap. I’m not moving in with you and your husband. I already see you two enough.”
I hung up on him without another word and ran a hand through my messy hair. I wanted nothing more than to ride Blaise’s cock again, but I had to shower and get my ass to work. Fucking Andy. I told Alex and Eddie hiring that kid was a mistake.
I swung my legs out of the bed and groaned again. I was so sore. This hunk of a man rode me to completion last night. I couldn’t remember the last time a hook-up left my entire body aching.
“Everything okay?” Blaise asked.
I shook my head and stretched. I saw his cock sticking up, especially as his gaze traveled down my naked body. His eyes looked hungry, and I had to bite my lip at his ridiculous body. I was so sore, but my pussy didn’t care; it wanted that cock inside it again.
“I need to get a shower and head back into the city,” I explained.
He sat up on the bed. “I can drive you. I need to get home, anyway.”
I shook my head. “No, that’s okay. You probably need to get going, right?”
“Nope. It’s the off-season. I’ve got nowhere to be.”
“Oh…well I still need to get a shower.”
He gave me a cocky grin. “You want some company?”
“What?” I asked, and then my lips parted in a gasp as he looked me dead in the eyes and stroked his cock right there in my bed.
Who was this guy?
He was a dirty, dirty man. I loved it. Too bad he lived in Toronto, or I could see a fuck buddy’s situation between the two of us.
“I see you staring at my cock like you can’t decide if you want to ride it or put it in your mouth again.”
“Uh huh,” I mumbled, mesmerized by this beautiful man in my bed stroking himself as he looked at my naked body.
“You want me to join you, sweets?”
“Yes,” I whispered. He gave me that cheeky grin again, like the one he gave me when he ate me out last night.
He got out of bed and followed me into my small bathroom. I turned on the showerhead and stepped inside, with him right behind. The water had barely hit me when his strong arms lifted me, and he pressed me against the wall. I wrapped my legs around his powerful hips as he buried his sheathed cock inside me. He must have grabbed a condom from my drawer before following me inside. Damn, this man knew how to make a woman silly. I clutched onto his shoulders while he held me up and pumped into me with the water sliding down our bodies. I didn’t know hockey players were this built, but this man was strong. We didn’t last long, and I dug my nails into his muscular back as we came together beneath the water.