Page 80 of Vicious Redemption

I love it when she’s turned on.

She comes to life with a new, fearsome confidence that lights my soul on fire.

“Make love to me, Leo,” Tia pleads, her voice agonized in her need.

And though I want nothing more than to make a meal out of her sweet pussy, I can’t deny my wife anything when she begs so sweetly.

Stalking slowly up her body, I reach Tia’s face, our eyes meeting as our bodies align. Tip already slick with my own excitement, it feels like heaven as I guide my throbbing erection between her wet folds.

Tia lifts her head off the bed, capturing my lip between her teeth as I ease inside of her, and we groan together as the pain-laced pleasure consumes my body. She sucks on my lip mercilessly, her teeth toying with the soft flesh but not hard enough to draw blood.

And as I start to rock inside her, she releases it to stroke her tongue between my teeth.

My cock throbs, my heart hammering an unsteady beat as I claim her body, and she claims mine. Intertwined so deeply, we can’t seem to break apart; Tia and I share the same oxygen.

Her body rocks beneath me, her skin brushing against mine in her desperate search for friction. Rolling my hips, I give it to her, thrusting deep inside her to find her G-spot as I grind against her clit.

This is my bliss. Making passionate love to Tia as we renew our bond.

“Oh god, I’m gonna come!” she gasps, her fingers pressing into my back and making my spine tingle.

I feel it moments before her release—the way her walls tighten, quivering around my length. And then she explodes around me, her arousal gushing to coat my hard length as her pussy throbs, gripping me again and again.

I slow, relishing the feeling of her release as her clit twitches against my body. And as she trembles beneath me, her nipples trace an erratic pattern across my chest.

“I fucking love making you come,” I breathe against her ear, and Tia whimpers as her pulsing walls respond eagerly to my voice.

I hum appreciatively, my chest vibrating against hers at the sinful sensation of prolonging her orgasm.

Tia breathes heavily beneath me, her ragged breaths turning me on to no end. And as she gradually comes down from her climax, she seems to find a new force of life. Her lips curl into a daring smile, and she hooks her legs around my hips, lifting hers up off the bed as she manages to throw off my center of balance.

In one impressive maneuver, she’s on top of me again, and she reaches up to release her hair from its ponytail. Letting it cascade over one shoulder, Tia finds my hands with her own and interlaces our fingers.

Then she guides my arms up over my head, trapping me there.

“Hmm.” I quirk an eyebrow in challenge, daring her to ride me while she keeps me restrained, and she laughs.

The sound is music to my ears, and it makes her muscles contract around me, urging me to come inside her.

“Fuck, Tia,” I groan as she takes the challenge in stride.

Leaning heavily on my palms, she lets her hair form a curtain on one side of my face, her full breasts and pert nipples tempting me as they sway hypnotically above me. And her hips roll with seductive ease, taking me deep inside her and then easing forward nearly my entire length.

I’m not going to last long at all if she keeps this up. She’s impossibly sexy to watch, and the feel of her wet depths sliding up and down my length is driving me wild. My fingers tighten around her palms as my muscles strain to hold out.

“Does that feel good?” she breathes, her voice a blend of earnest concern and needy pleasure.

“So fucking good I’m about to come,” I growl through clenched teeth.

Being with Tia is a feeling beyond words. She sends me somewhere above the clouds, beyond the inky darkness of outer space. I see stars when I’m buried inside her, and I fall into their burning blaze as she sets my body alight.

“Make me come with you,” Tia begs.

Fucking hell. That begging. It’s going to be the death of me.

Releasing her hands, I sit up, slipping her attempt at restraining with ease. And wrapping one arm around her hips, I take control of the pace. With the other, I reach between us to find her clit with the pad of my thumb.

“Oh god, Leo!” she cries, clinging to my shoulders as her head falls back in bliss.

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