Free The Private Club by J. S. Cooper

kissed back up to my face. “Taste yourself on me.”
    “No.” I shook my head.
    “I want you to taste what I taste.” His lips pressed against mine and his tongue entered my mouth slowly. I trembled as I lightly sucked his tongue. My hands were in his hair and his fingers were tracing lines around my breasts when I felt the tip of his cock next to my stomach.
    “What are you doing?” I gasped as I reached down and felt his bare cock hanging out of his pants.
    “What are you doing?” h whispered back as I continued caressing his cock. He pulled away from me slightly, placed the tip of his cock on my clit, and started rubbing it gently against me.
    “No ,” I groaned as my body buckled underneath him. The feel of his hardness on me was too much for me to take, and I could feel another orgasm building up.
    “You don’t like it?” His cock continued teasing me , and I felt the tip of him at my entrance. My whole body stilled as I waited for him to enter me. “Answer me, Meg.” He looked down at me with lust-filled eyes. The tip of his cock moved about a centimeter inside of me and I wriggled on the bed to get him to fill me up completely.
    “I like it ,” I whispered and reached my arms around his back to push him into me. “Please.”
    “Please what?” He laughed and slowly withdrew the tip of his cock so that it was rubbing up and down on me again, tormenting me with pleasure. It felt long and hard and ready , and I wanted to reach down and grab it and push it inside of me.
    “Nothing.” I wrapped my legs around his waist, but my strength was nothing compared to his .
    He chuckled as he rolled onto his side.
    “Greyson,” I moaned as I felt him put his cock back into his pants.
    “Yes, Meg?” He leaned into me and whispered in my ear. “Is there something you want?”
    “No.” I kissed his neck and bit down on him hard. I heard him laughing as I gave him a hickey.
    “No need to take your frustrations out on my neck.”
    “I’m not frustrated ,” I lied and lay back.
    “Sure ,” he teased, and the room grew silent as we just lay there cuddled into each other. His fingers lightly played with my breasts, and my fingers ran up and down his chest. I felt comfortable curled up next to him, and I felt my eyes growing droopy.
    “Don’t fall asleep, Meg ,” he whispered against my hair.
    “I just need a quick cat nap.”
    “No.” He pinched my bottom and then laughed when I yelped. “No cat naps.”
    “So what shall we do?” I whispered, hoping he would change his mind and make love to me without me having to beg.
    “Let’s talk.” His hands ran down my back. “What’s your favorite TV show?”
    I sighed as I realized that no lovemaking was about to happen.
    A part of me wanted to question him further about Brandon’s Maria and Nancy’s Maria, but I knew it would be foolish of me to ask anything else without having more information. I also felt guilty. Like I was playing both sides. Only I didn’t really know either side.
    Part of my brain was screaming at me and calling me a fool. I was starting to fall for this handsome stranger I didn’t know. A man who had told me himself that he was bad news. Greyson Twining was a man with warning signs flashing all over him, only I was ignoring every single one of them.
     
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    “Are you going to join me in each room?” I asked him as we exited the room. “Going to make sure that I pass every test?”
    “No.” He shook his head. “I don’t know if I can stop myself if I come into another room with you. My cock is dying to burst out of my pants and actually enter you the whole way. I don’t think I could stop myself if I came into another room.”
    “I think you have better self-control than that.”
    “You sound like you want me to join you in every room.” His eyes looked at me solemnly. “Don’t go getting soft on me, Meg. I’m not a wolf in sheep’s clothing.”
    “You confuse me.” I shook my head. “I don’t get why