Page 37 of Her Dragon Outlaw

I groan against her mouth, gripping her hip with one hand as angle her over me. My cock strains upright, reaching for her wet pussy. The pressure edges on the border of pain. Lori is all that exists, the scent of her skin, the electricity that binds our skin, her breath on my lips, and the tight grip of her slender thighs as they lock around me.

I need to be inside her. To burn myself into every moan, every thought, every breath.

To conquer her as completely as she conquered me.

“Keep your eyes on mine,” I order. “I want to see your face when I sink my cock inside.”

“ Co-” her words erupt into a harsh yell as I sink between her thighs.

“I’m going to fuck you now baby.” Thrust. “ I’m gonna bury myself,” Thrust “ over and over again,” Thrust “until you shatter.”

I slide the length of my cock out until only the tip remains in contact with her velvet walls, then I sink back in, pressing into her opening. Her moans sear into my brain, like a command. Her walls clench around me, and the pressure sends jolts through my spine. It eats at my control by suspending me between passion and obsession.

“Don't stop… Don’t you dare stop,” Lori moans.

I slam into her harder, keeping my pace steady and firm. I stretch and mold her, rotating my hips in short circular movements. Her moans are short, desperate, headly pants. Her nails dig into my flesh and take her hard nipple into my mouth.

I bite down, holding the hard pebble between my teeth. I replace my teeth suddenly, lashing the sensitive peak with my tongue. Lori arches her back pushing her breast deeper into my mouth. The erotic, throaty sound that escapes her makes me suck harder before I release her tender breast with a pop. Her thighs tremble around me, her eyes are half open, pleasure spilling from her watery gaze.

Her mouth parts as her tongue wets her lips. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Her creamy skin is covered with a sheen of sweat I want to lick off. I just might after this. Her breast bounces against my chest and my balls clench. Nope, I know I will.

I need more. I always will.

My voice is more animal than man.“Do you like how I fuck you, Lori?”

Her face and neck go scarlet, but she holds my gaze. “Yes,” she whispers.

I roll my hips. “I can't hear you.”

“Yes,” she says louder.

I pause, keeping myself buried balls deep. “Yes, what?”

Her eyes spark with frustration. She wiggles her hips, her body craving friction. “Cody…please.”

“Let me hear the words, Lori,” I cup the side of her face, putting my thumb in between her sexy lips.

She sucks on my finger, rolling her tongue around the digit before pulling it out, slowly. “I love the way you fuck me, Cody,” her eyes darken. “I need it.”

A possessive snarl rips through my chest and my hips rock, driving into her faster. I fuck her like she air and I'm drowning. My body moving free of thought, called forward by an instinct so powerful it defies logic.

Our grunts collide along with our bodies. There is no division between us. I feel her pleasure as deeply as I feel my own. Her body tightens, her pussy milking my dick, sucking and sliding along all the nerves of my shaft. I'm coming apart inside her. The desire to fill her with my come makes my movement firm and jerky.

Fuck, she's perfect.

My balls clench.

So fucking perfect.

She’s close. My hand cups her face, and she bites down on her lower lip. She looks at me like all that matters.

“Mine” I growl, my voice straining.

She cries out as she floods my cock. I palm her hips, holding them down as I fill her, my body jerks in slow lazy motions, riding out the pulsing of my orgasm.

Lori melts against me, a look of contentment softening her delicate features. She rubs methodical circles on my shoulders as I carry her to the bed with the intention of never letting her leave.

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