Page 49 of SINS & Temptation

I’ve never been this close to coming just from dirty talk and fingering a girl before, but holy fucking shit...

I finger fuck her at first, slow and rhythmic, letting her feel every deliberate thrust. “You need to suck my cock for that filthy fucking mouth.”

I move into position, every part of me aching for relief, stroking as I line up my cock with her beautiful, parted lips. Her eyes widen at the sight of me hard and glistening with pre-cum.

I rub the tip along her open lips, savoring the moment. The first lash of her tongue sends my head falling back, and when her hot mouth envelops me, all the air floods from my lungs. Fuck. “Rub yourself, filthy girl. And take it down your throat.”

When she starts rubbing, lavishing attention on her sweet pussy without fear or doubt—while taking more of my cock down her throat—this is the moment the truth crystallizes between us.

I own her.

The way her throat tightens around me, God, I feel it in every nerve of my body. And when those big eyes look up at me as I fuck her mouth, the edges of my control fray.

I’m lost. In this moment. In her. Kennedy. Bella. Nothing and no one else matters.

I indulge a few minutes more, savoring every second before I come up for air and remember what the hell I’m doing. Then I open the drawer and pull out the toy. Titan. Her punishment. Her wish.

I rip her mouth away from my cock and toss her like a rag doll exactly where I want her: crouched over me, ready.

I turn on the toy, her eyes widening, mesmerized by its hum. Her pussy slowly glides along my shaft, and I grab her hip, thrusting deep inside her.

“Ahh,” my Bella moans.

Her eyes slam shut as she gasps, hissing through the pain of me spreading her so fast. I let her body adjust, the tightness easing into a rhythm that ratchets up to the pace she needs.

By the way she bites down on her lip and her entire body clenches, she’s already close.

I twist her nipple, pulling her out of the mounting climax. “Did I say you could come?”

“No,” she sighs.

Once I find the right setting, a hum of vibration that lights a spark in her eyes, I slide it around, teasing the tiny hole of her ass before forcing it in.

“Oh, God,” she whimpers.

I give it to her in hard, relentless strokes—in and out—just fast enough that she slams onto my dick even faster and so much deeper.

“Please,” she begs. “Please let me come.”

But I don’t want her to come. Because I’m a greedy bastard, and Bella brings out the best and worst in me all at once.

I crave this moment, prolonging the exquisite torture, feeling her so goddamned tight around my cock while another toy invades her ass. The intensity is unbearable, even for me.

As much as I want to remain trapped between heaven and hell, hovering at the edge of this abyss won’t last.

“Are you ready to come on my cock?”

“Yes. Please. Yes.”

Her whole body rides the pleasure, then stiffens in my arms, like the taut string of a harp I’m pulling back to the brink of breaking before letting go.

“Come,” I command.

Instantly, her body clamps down, and I thrust so hard that when I squeeze her tight and her teeth sink into my shoulder, it’s enough to send us both tumbling into nirvana.

As the waves of ecstasy subside, I ease the toy out of her, kissing her softly and caressing small circles along her back. But I don’t pull out. Not yet.

Not when I’m still throbbing with the need to empty every last drop. Besides, I’m pretty sure her body would rip my dick right off like a vise if I tried.

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