Page 88 of Forbidden King (Magnolia Falls)

So damn responsive.

I continued sucking and licking as my fingers tugged her skirt down. She had no panties on because, well, I was an impatient fucker and I’d destroyed those.

I’d definitely be replacing them. I’d never torn a woman’s panties off her body, but if they were on right now, I’d do it again.

“King,” she whispered, as my fingers moved between her legs.

“Always so wet for me,” I said, as I slipped one finger inside, and her head fell back as I nipped at her nipple, making her gasp. Her hips started moving, and I pushed another finger inside her. Her walls tightened around me as she rode my hand.

Her hands moved to my hair, and she tugged my head up, and my lips covered hers. I kissed her hard while I fucked her with my fingers.

She tightened around me, her hands pulling on my hair as she cried out my name.

I continued working her until she rode out the last bit of pleasure.

Her eyes were wide, and her teeth sank into her bottom lip before her head fell forward and rested on my chest as if she couldn’t look at me.

“Hey. That was hot as hell. I love getting you off.”

“Well, this is definitely not the norm for me. So, thanks for all the orgasms.” She chuckled, and I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tight. “I’m just getting started. Let’s go take a bath.”

Saylor turned on the water, and I grabbed some clean towels.

“Can I pour some of these bubbles in?” she asked as she bent over the tub to reach for the bottle that I’d gotten as a gift a while back.

I leaned against the vanity and watched her. “Of course, you can. Keep bending over and giving me a shot of that pretty little pussy, and you can do whatever you want.”

She looked over her shoulder, and her jaw dropped open. “Do you talk to all the women you’ve been with like that?”

“Well, I’ve never bathed with a woman. And I’ve never thought a pussy was perfect like yours. I’ve never seen tits as pretty as yours either. So the answer is no.”

Her cheeks pinked as she poured the bubble bath in and screwed the cap back on. She held her hand out to me. “You get in first.”

“I’ve never been a big bath guy, but sitting in the water, naked with you, makes it a lot more appealing.” I dipped my toe in and howled at how hot the water was.

“Stop being a baby. It’s not that hot.” She laughed.

I climbed in and sat down, spreading my legs wide for her to come sit between them.

Her back rested against my chest, and I closed my eyes, breathing in all her goodness.

“You know when I told you that I kept your blanket all these years because it kept the nightmares away?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s not entirely true.” Her voice was low, just above a whisper. “I just liked the idea of you being close to me.”

“I guess, in a way, that’s what the dandelion that I tattooed on my shoulder was for me,” I admitted.

“But it was also a reminder to stay away from me.” She flipped over in the spacious tub like it was her own personal swimming pool.

“It was. But it was a reminder of you at the same time.”

“Are you sick of me yet?” she asked, her voice light and playful.

“Nope. That’s why I brought you here.”

Her brows pinched together. “What do you mean?”

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