"What the hell was that about?" Allegra asked, pushing herself up from her supine position against Bryce's chest. She looked at the man lying beneath her. His emerald green eyes opened lazily, startling in their intensity. He grinned like the Cheshire Cat and slid his hands over her arms, rubbing up and down slowly. Despite the fact they'd just engaged in rough, more-than-satisfying sex, Allegra felt her nipples harden and her pussy dampen. Fuckin' a. She wanted him again already.
Bryce stretched lazily, almost unseating the woman straddling him. "That, my dear, was about you giving up control," he told her firmly. "Something you ought to do a lot more often," he added. "You're always too busy to take what you desire. You're constantly putting yourself last, and you deserve better than that." He may not have known her long, but he knew that much about her. He'd never met a more unselfish person in his life.
Allegra looked down at him warily, stunned by his explanation. She made time for herself. After all, she'd just fucked him, hadn't she? That had been something she'd desired to do all day long. Hell, she'd even thought about it at work. She'd been unable to get him and his magnificent cock off of her mind. "And," she said, "What makes you think that I desire to give up control to you?"
"Tell me you didn't like it, babe. Tell me that was someone else's pussy cumming on my cock so hard I thought I'd lose circulation in my dick," Bryce demanded. He slid his hands up her arms, over her shoulders, and down her chest to the taut tips of her heaving breasts. He pinched them gently, tweaking her nipples until they stood out from her chest. "See?" he said. "You may not like it but your body sure as hell does," he told her.
Allegra moaned. "My body doesn't know any better," she said hoarsely. But even as she said the words she arched her back, thrusting her tits further into his hands. She let out a low moan when he took her nipples between his fingers and applied more pressure, pinching harder. Her hips moved involuntarily, seeking out the hard heat of his pulsing cock. She groaned when her slit slid against him, coating his cock with pussy juice.
Bryce slid the head of his cock against her clit. He pinched her nipples harder, feeling her grow wetter against his belly. God damn it, he wanted her again. His cock was searching out her pussy like a heat-seeking missile. He forced himself to take a deep breath. He wanted to show her things she didn't even know about herself, and that was going to require a lot of patience on his part. "You know what I want, Allegra?" he asked. He watched her eyes darken as he slid his cock firmly against her, dragging it from the throbbing entrance of her tight little cunt up to her clit, then back down.
"No," Allegra answered. "Tell me," she demanded.
"I want you to lay here and let me watch you play with your pussy," Bryce said, "Like you do when I'm not here." He pushed her backwards, making her recline on the bed. He turned her sideways so she was sprawled over the tangled sheets and pulled her reading chair up to the side of the bed. "Do it," he told her roughly.