Free Off Her Game by Suzan Butler

“I want you even more after watching that.”
    Her heart crashed inside her chest as she reached between them and stroked his cock in slow, methodical strokes. “Tell me you've got protection.”
    He groaned, closing his eyes as he began to thrust into her hand. She chuckled. Her desire hadn't died with the orgasm he'd given her. Quite the opposite. She needed him too. Stroking him, watching his desire for her ratchet up, it made her feel powerful, feminine. In control.

Chapter Six
    This woman was going to kill him. He glanced down at Valerie, her dark eyes so intently on him. His body flushed under her gaze. As she smoothed her hand over his flesh, he groaned, a wave of pleasure wafting over him.
    Her chuckle brought him out of his reverie. “You think this is funny?” he asked her, thrusting into her hand as she stroked.
    “Not at all.” She giggled. “I'm still waiting for you to get a condom, Mr. Man.”
    He lifted away from her, and leaned over to the nightstand. His erection bobbed, almost painfully as he plucked a foil package from the drawer. He ripped it open with his teeth, grimacing at the latex taste.
    With a sultry glance up to him, she took the open package from him, and pulled out the condom. When she rolled it on him in two seconds, an extended groan escaped his lips.
    “Where the hell did you learn to do that?”
    She smirked and wrapped her arms around his neck, fitting against his hard body and trapping his strained, now-covered erection between them. “Condom class. We taught the girls how to do it with fake penis molds.”
    He ran his hands over her smooth skin. Whatever she used on her skin, he would buy her a lifetime supply if she just continued using it. “That shouldn't be hot, but it is.”
    She placed her hands against his chest, his muscles twitching beneath her touch.
    “I'm going to take advantage of you now,” he told her.
    “Yes, yes, you should.” She nodded solemnly and then yelped when he took her to the mattress.
    “You think everything is funny. I'm beginning to have a complex,” he said right before he started nipping at her neck again. “A more insecure man would be worried.”
    “Whatever.” She rolled her eyes, gasped as he bit into the crook of her neck. Shivers of arousal shot through her body. He could see it as it ransacked her. She placed her hand on the back of his head and pulled him closer. “Mmm... Do that again.”
    He chuckled. “I had something better in mind.” The ease of their play was hot, turning up his desire for her. But when he ran a finger along her wet slit, she gasped and arched against him.
    “Darren...” The need in her voice stroked his arousal.
    If he didn't get to fuck her soon, he was going to end up mentally insane with aching balls. Her pussy was so wet, waiting for his cock to fill her. He positioned himself between her legs, pushing apart her knees to look at her better. “Darren, now, please!”
    He leaned over her, and grabbed his cock, angling and pressing into her body. “Oh, god. You're so tight. Fuck that feels good.”
    “More,” she said in a whisper, trying to grab for him. He took her wrists and pinned her to the mattress. He couldn’t handle her touching him right then.
    He teased her for a few minutes, pressing in a little with the head. She cursed at him, and he had to keep from thrusting all the way into her. He couldn't stand much more. He drove into her, until his heavy balls slapped against her and stilled. Her pussy squeezed him, almost intolerably. He wasn’t going to last long.
    Her eyes fluttered closed, her head tilted back in the silence. He palmed one breast, leaning on his other hand. Then he pinched the nipple, rolling it between his index and thumb. She moaned, and her pussy clenched tighter. He bit his lip, his cock jerking inside her. Bad idea. He was about lose himself like he did when he was twelve and new at sex.
    He started out slow, keeping an easy rhythm. He wanted to draw their time