didn’t know him,” she whispered in the waning light, so fitting for a naughty story. “I wanted a ride on his motorcycle. He took me away from everything. And then he took me.” He released the other nipple and held both her arms down as he rose above her. “If you want this position, I have to know about your prior experience. Your expectations, why you decided to move on.” He eased the ache in her other nipple with his mouth and released her arms so he could play with her tits as she spun the story. “It was just one night.” She threaded her hands into his long hair and anchored him to her as she whispered. “He was so sexy, and he looked at me like I was beautiful. The bike was like a vibrator between my legs. I was wet before we even left the parking lot. He took me to this little room and stripped me.” Her panted breaths took on a staccato rhythm as he played her breasts, her nails scratching his scalp as she writhed beneath him. He’d never heard anything so erotic as his woman describing the way he’d fucked her. “I used him like a toy. I wrapped my legs around him and ground myself against his cock until I came. Then he laid me back. He fucked me until I came again. And he kept going. And going. It was…it was primal. So rough. He fucked me so long and hard the table gave way.” “Did you like it?” She arched beneath him and tried to force her legs together only to find he’d set his knee so she couldn’t. She wouldn’t be coming on her own, not while he was in her bed. “Please, I’m so close.” She tried to better align their bodies, but he let more of his weight down on her until she was pinned to the mattress. “Did you like the way he fucked you? Urgent and raw?” She nodded and licked her lips, obviously anticipating more of the same. “Did you taste him?” She shook her head and traced her fingers up and down the backs of his arms. “Did he taste you?” He moved his knees to push her legs farther apart. She shook her head and grinned. “He wanted to see me again. Tonight. But I want you.” “Me or my money? Did you swallow my cock to get money to fix your boyfriends’ problems?” Her smile faded. “He’s not my boyfriend. I don’t even know his last name.” He nodded. “I’ll provide everything you need. Even condoms. So long as no one else is pushing your buttons. Any of them.” “You came prepared to make that kind of offer?” The grin returned. “I’m always prepared.” Thank goodness, he’d raided Geirr’s condom stash this morning. You couldn’t buy anything on this rock without everyone knowing your business. And making up the parts they couldn’t figure out. She opened her pretty mouth to say something, but he was so hard that talking was off the table for now. All that mattered was making tonight better than the last. Making each night they had together on her sexual highlight reel. He covered her mouth with his hand and her big blue eyes grew wide. “No screaming. If you need to scream, do it into a pillow. I don’t want to be interrupted by someone knocking on the door to tell you not to disturb the neighbors.” Her lips spread into a grin beneath his palm. He slid his hand down and wrapped it around her throat. Her breath hitched. “I’m going to make you wetter than you’ve ever been. Then I’m going to fuck you until you can’t come anymore.” “Yes,” she whispered, closing her eyes as she arched beneath him, offering herself up for his pleasure. And hers. He removed his hand from her throat and kissed her there, taking the kiss down the center of her body. He bunched a pillow beneath her hips and spread her legs wide so her wet pussy glistened in the light. He parted her lips with his thumbs, her swollen clit drawing his attention. He settled in, the heat from her sex beckoning him closer. He kissed the lips of her pussy as he would her mouth. Tasting, nibbling, sucking. Her rich, salty taste filled his