Free Player by Joanna Blake, Pincushion Press, Shauna Kruse Page A

really.
    She’d made me wait.
    She’d denied me.
    Well, that was about to change.
    Right fucking now.
    I opened the door to see a pissed off little minx staring at me. Hellfire was in her eyes. I grinned. She looked beautiful when she was angry.
    She was never going to bore me, that was for sure.
    I let her in without a word.
    She turned around the second the door was shut, her hair flying. She looked like she was ready to fight.
    Good.
    So was I.
    As long as it ended with us getting horizontal.
    I tilted my head, staring at her, trying to figure out how to get her into bed as quickly as possible. Actually, the wall would do quite nicely.
    “If you hurt her, so help me God!”
    “Hurt who? The stupid cat?”
    She looked around the room and froze. Honeysuckle was curled up in my favorite armchair, purring loudly. She’d been doing that since I brought her home.
    Nadine’s pretty red lips opened in surprise. I felt my cock fill with blood. It was just that easy with her.
    Ready. Set. Go.
    “Do you have something you want to say to me, Nadine?”
    I used my best Coach voice. Firm and vaguely disapproving.
    It worked.
    “Thank you- for getting her. I can pay you back.”
    I stepped towards her. She stepped away.
    “Yes, you can. But not with money.”
    Her mouth opened even wider. I licked my lips. I had all kinds of ideas of what I was going to do with her.
    “I know you are mad.”
    I nodded.
    “Damn right.”
    “I’m sorry I said that. I know you wouldn’t have hurt her.”
    I walked towards her as she backed away nervously.
    “Good. Now, if you are finished being a pain in the ass, you are going to listen to me. I have some things I need you to do. If you want to earn my forgiveness.”
    She looked from me to the cat. She must have caught the look in my eyes. Like a cornered animal, she started looking for a place to escape to. I knew she wanted to run and hide. She spun in a circle, and found herself face to face with the stairwell.
    “You are definitely heading in the right direction.”
    She turned around. I yanked her against me. Her hands went to my chest.
    I growled and lowered my head, kissing her as hard as I wanted to. Deep, long, but not slow.
    No, this kiss was urgent.
    “James!”
    I leaned her backwards onto the stairs. Fuck the bed. I couldn’t wait.
    I yanked her clothes off, licking and sucking as I went. I groped her. I freed my cock from my pants and tugged her panties to the side.
    With a groan I slid inside her. She was wet. Just like I’d known she would be.
    We gasped in unison as our bodies collided. Then I started to pump myself into her. I wasn’t going slow and I wasn’t being gentle.
    I was making her mine.
    I plunged my cock in and out of her, making sure to keep her as hot as possible with my hands and mouth. I wasn’t taking any chances. I kissed her neck, my hands busy with her pointy little nipples.
    I felt her cum on my shaft, her sugar walls undulating against me. I held perfectly still until she was done. Then I shifted back, pulling my cock out.
    “Turn over.”
    I didn’t wait for her to obey. I just lifted her up and over, arranging her hips so I had the best angle. Then I pushed myself in again. I grunted at the new sensation.  
    Now I was riding her fast and hard. With each thrust I felt my cock bottom out against her womb. I was in as deep as I could get.
    But it still wasn’t enough.
    I wanted more.
    I grabbed her hips and started jackhammering my cock into her sweet little box. It was so tight, gripping me with each thrust. My dick felt like it had died and gone to heaven.
    Just then I felt her starting to cum again. It was too much. My cock jerked inside her and my seed exploded from my tip. I groaned in ecstasy as I unloaded into her again and again.
    Her body was convulsing as she pulled me deeper.
    It felt too good.
    Way too fucking good.
    It wasn’t until I reached down to pull out a few minutes later that I realized why.
    I’d forgotten to wear a