Page 33 of Found By You

“Oh, do I get a strip tease, too?” she teases.

I chuckle, bracing over her with a grind of my rock-hard cock against her pussy through her leggings. “You can have whatever you want, doll.”

I’ll give you the world if you let me.

Maci moans as I leave hot kisses down her jaw and neck. “Yes.”

I start to move down her body, urging her to sit up. When she does, I help her out of her shirt and bra. Her breasts fall deliciously between us and I dip my head to suck one nipple into my mouth, kneading the other with my fingers.

She arches into my touch, her hands in my hair. With a wet pop, I release her stiff nipple to kiss her swollen lips. I tug at the waist of her leggings. Her breath hitches when I slide a hand inside to cup her pussy.

She’s wet—slick with need. I trail my thick fingers through her folds.

“Duke,” she gasps.

I rub her swelling clit. Her hips rise for more, and I push a finger into her hot, wet cunt. “Fuck,” I hiss, curling my finger to rub against her channel. She twists, grinding down on my hand.

She’s a moaning, writhing mess in my arms, and I can’t get enough. I need more.

I pull my hand away, and she whimpers sweetly. Her gaze turns fiery as I bring my fingers, wet with her arousal, to my lips. I lick them and watch her watch me with avid eyes as I taste her. “So fuckin’ good.”

She reaches for my cock—but I need to feel her under my tongue first.

I urge her to lay back with a kiss as I grip the band of her pants and yank them down along with her panties. Leaving her naked before me.

I drop to my knees on the floor and drag her by her thighs, bringing her ass to the edge of the bed. I pause, taking in the sight of her glistening folds in the dim lighting. I rub her inner thighs and lay a tender kiss on her pussy. She shivers. “Your pussy is fucking perfect, baby,” I say.

She lifts to her elbows, watching me with parted lips. “Duke…”

“Watch,” I growl as I spread her and lick a long, firm press of my tongue through her slit. She squirms and moans and I grip her thighs to keep her spread for me. I flick my tongue along the sides of her clit, finding her spot until she’s bucking against my face then suck at her gently.

Her legs begin to tremble and I look up. My cock pulses at her wrung taut. Flushed and needy. I push a finger into her core, doubling my efforts.

“Duke,” she breathes as I pump my finger in and out of her, eating her sweet pussy. She falls back as her orgasm hits and she screams, coming hard. I watch her, feel her come on my tongue—and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

Coming down from her high, she goes to push me away from her sensitive flesh, but I hold firm. Trailing my tongue up and down her dripping pussy. “Goddamn,” I growl, pumping my finger slowly, her juices drenching my hand.

Her legs tremble. “Duke.”

I grin against her with a slow lick. “Yes, angel?”

Her laugh is breathy, sated. “Are you done?”

I rub the pad of my finger against her G-spot. “No, baby, I’m not done,” I say, working her pussy again…and again. Her panting chants of my name urge me to make her come twice more before I finally stop. When I’m done with her, she’s soaked the sheets as aftershocks have her trembling.

I lick my lips and massage her shaking thighs, wanting nothing more than to bury my cock deep inside her. She smiles breathlessly, sitting up on the edge of the bed. “Stand up.”

I grin like a maniac and do as she says. I undo my belt and jeans, allowing my cock to spring free. Maci moans at the very sight of me, eager hands wrapping around my girth.

She looks up at me as she leans in, licking the damp head of my cock and stroking me torturously slow. I groan. This woman will be the death of me.

She sucks me into her hot, wet mouth. Hollowing out her cheeks as she forces me deep in her throat. I buck my hips, darting my hand out to fist her hair. “Fuck.” If she keeps this up, I’m not going to last at all.

I jerk back. “Christ, beautiful.” I grip her hair and force her head back to claim her lips with mine. “Get your sexy ass on that bed.”

She laughs, crawling away only to give me a view of her perfect, heart-shaped ass. I kick off my jeans and boxers at lightning speed and crawl after her.

I grab her and flip her on her back. Her breasts bounce, chest heaving, panting as I prowl over her. She lifts her legs to wrap around my waist. “Tell me I can feel you,” I groan, dipping to kiss her chest and neck as I settle in between her thighs.

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