Page 24 of Sacrifice Bunt

“Uh uh,” she shook her head. “This is my show.” She rocked against him. “We’re going to go at my pace.” She pressed her palms flat against his muscular chest and ground on his dick. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as his fingers dug into the skin on her hips.

“Does my pussy feel good against your cock?” She loved talking dirty almost as much as she loved to hear dirty talk.

“Fuck yeah. You’re so wet already.”

“That’s because of you. Because I can’t wait to fuck this big dick.”

He groaned, his fingers digging into her skin harder. “Then do it. Put me out of my misery.”

She grinned, leaning forward to place a hard kiss on his mouth. “I don’t think so. I think you deserve to be teased a little first. Maybe I’ll grind against you until I come, or maybe I’ll rip this condom off and suck you off.”

He was panting with need. “As much as I want your mouth on me, I don’t want to come in your mouth. I want you riding me with my dick so deep, you’ll feel me for days.”

His words had her body tightening. “Then hold on while I get myself off first.” She gyrated and swiveled her hips, rubbing her clit on his dick, moaning each time. She never took her eyes off his as she worked her pussy over his dick. His dirty words of encouragement spurred her on.

“Rub that pussy all over my dick. Get it nice and wet before I slide inside you.”

She leaned forward to change the pressure, and he used the opportunity to lick her nipple. She cried at the sensation. “Do it again.”

He did and then sucked her nipple into his mouth, the erotic sounds he was making bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Not to mention the feel of his warm mouth on her nipple.

The pressure was building inside her fast, and her body took over, leaving her brain out of it. She slid back and forth over his cock feverishly. When he bit down on her nipple, she came hard, screaming out as the orgasm rode through her.

Noah wasted no time thrusting inside her, even as her body was pulsing and shaking.

“Oh fuck.” Her pussy contracted around his cock tightly, loving the feel of him inside her while she rode out her release.

“Go again,” he demanded, thrusting into her repeatedly. “Show me how you love riding my cock. Come all over me again.”

Her first orgasm barely ended when the second one was beginning. She whined and moaned and panted as it took her by surprise. Her hips never stopped moving, and Noah never stopped pounding into her from below.

His athletic prowess was coming in handy, that was for sure.

“Fuck yeah. Right there.” He held her still, digging his fingers into her hips again as he let his own release come.

She had no choice but to collapse down on top of him. She was weak and exhausted, and completely spent.

And totally fucked.

Noah had pleased her in a way that no other man had in a while. The sex was magnificent, but the problem was, now that it was over, she was hoping like hell he’d stay and let her lay her head on his chest while she ran her fingers over his muscles.

She’d never wanted that before.

His hands stroked over her back as their breathing returned to normal. “You have a funny way of showing your dislike for me.”

There was the cocky swagger she loved so much.

No, not loved. Hated. She hated that cocky swagger.

She lifted her head, taking in his relaxed expression and the satisfaction in his eyes. She wondered if she looked the same. “When you shut your mouth and fuck me, I don’t dislike you as much.”

“Except, from what I can tell, you like it when I talk.”

She sat up, rolling off him. “I like when you talk dirty. Not the same thing.” She watched as he sat up, the muscles in his back rippling. When he stood to walk to the bathroom, she admired his tight ass.

Fuck, it was excellent.

“I guess I just have to talk dirty to you all the time.” He returned from the bathroom, completely comfortable in his nakedness, sitting on the side of the bed. “What now?”

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