Page 42 of Salacious Desires

I can’t think. Did he ask me a question? What was the last thing he said?

Luckily, he takes pity on me as he taps my clit. “Who shaves this pussy from now on, Lily?”

Ohh. Holy hell, he’s intense. “You do, Sir.”

“Good girl.” He thrusts a finger into me at the same time, he lowers his mouth to my clit.

I come so hard and fast that my vision swims. He’s relentless, too, licking and sucking while he continues to thrust his finger in and out of me. Instead of growing sensitive from the overstimulation, I find myself craving more. I’m climbing back to the edge, needing to come again already.

I whimper and thrash around when he suddenly stops touching me. “No. Oh, God. Please, Sir.” My eyes are wide, watching him lean over toward the nightstand.

He chuckles as he comes back between my legs on his knees, holding up a condom. “Patience, baby. I’m just grabbing protection.” He rips into the foil pack and rolls the barrier down his impressive length while I watch with rapt attention.

He’s huge. Much larger than my ex-husband was. He’s going to stretch me, and I can’t wait. I lift my hips again, silently begging for more. I wish I had my hands so I could explore his body, but I kind of like being restrained, too. It allows me to slide into my head and just feel.

Feel everything.

I have no responsibility here but to enjoy what he offers me.

Drake lowers his body over mine, supporting the bulk of his weight on his elbows as he brings his lips to mine. “You’re mine, baby,” he murmurs against my lips.

I’m his. I want that so badly. “Yes,” I breathe out.

He angles his head and kisses me deeply, sliding his tongue into my mouth to tangle with mine. Having never experienced kissing before Drake, I find myself lured into the passion, heat, and desire. It’s like a drug. Everything about sex is exhilarating.

When he nudges my entrance with his shaft, I wrap my legs around his waist and try to pull him in deeper.

He breaks the kiss, cups my head with both hands, and holds my gaze. “You’re so sexy when you’re hot and bothered. I’m going to thrust all the way in. It’s going to stretch. You’re very tight.”

I smile. “You’re much larger than…” I don’t finish that sentence. I don’t need to. I swallow and continue, “Do it.”

He doesn’t look away as he thrusts forward.

I cry out and suck in a breath. The stretch is more than I expected. It doesn’t hurt. It feels amazing. I’m just stunned.

Drake kisses all over my face. “Are you okay, baby?”

“Mmm. Very okay.” I buck against him. “Please. Do it again.”

He reaches up and unfastens one of my wrists before switching to the other. I’m only free for a moment because he threads our fingers together and holds my hands above my head.

He kisses me once more before easing partly out of me and thrusting back in.

I can’t stop the moan that escapes my lips. Nothing has ever felt this good in my life. I’m so damn glad I escaped hell and found Drake. What if I’d lived my life not knowing about true love and passion?

I arch my head back when he eases in and out. He picks up the pace as his lips come to my neck. “You feel so good, baby,” he whispers in my ear. “I’m not going to last. I want you to come again before I do. Can you do that, Lily? Can you come around my cock?”

I don’t know if I can, but his dirty words make it seem possible. And then, he pushes in deeper and grinds the base of his erection against my clit. “Now, baby. Come.”

My orgasm consumes me. I don’t know how it’s possible that this man could order me to come, but he did, and my pussy milks his shaft so hard, it almost hurts.

Seconds later, while I’m still pulsing around him, he cries out his own pleasure, twitching forward over and over as he finds his release.

We’re both panting as he lowers his forehead to set it against mine. He’s grinning. “Mine.”

“Yours.” There is no doubt. I’m his, and he is mine. My heart is still racing. I’m invigorated. “When can we do that again?”

He chuckles. “Baby, let me catch my breath.”

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