Page 59 of Moros

“Do you want the gentleman answer? Or the answer for the beast inside?”

“The beast inside.”

I didn’t use my words.

I engulfed the nipple in my mouth, sucking hard on it while sliding a finger along her clit.

“Shit!” Ryanne groaned, trying to lower her arms around me.

But I wasn’t ready for that.

I pushed her restrained arms back over her head, nipped at the tight bud while tugging on her clit.

“Tell me, Ryanne.”

I moved my head from side to side, gently brushing my lips over her nipple then lifting my head to pass my beard against it.

“How do you want your next orgasm?” I demanded.

“H—how?”

“Do you want it with my mouth?”

I pinched her nipple between my lips, making her purr.

“With my tongue?—”

I licked it.

“Or with me—” I stopped and met her gaze.

“Damn, Khadri.” She whimpered. “What are you doing to me? How can you do all these things to me and?—”

“Simple question, Ryanne.”

“Don’t say my name like that.” She tried turning her head away.

Taking pity on her, I made her come again by tracing every part of her with my fingertips, my lips, my tongue. This time when her world shattered around her, it was against my chest. Smiling, I licked her from my list, while watching her juices slid down my chest, along my abs and soaking into my underwear.

“Are you ready?” I asked, kneeling between her thighs and aiming the head of my cock at her entrance. “Do you want to run?”

“From you?”

Looking down at her, I couldn’t believe how beautiful she was.

Her natural hair was a mess.

Her lips were swollen from what I’d done to her, and as I slid a finger over her most intimate area, she was wet and hot.

Her body wasn’t what society told me should be perfect. But no one could tell me there was a sexier woman on the planet.

“Yes, from me.” I replied, finally. “I’d understand. There’s no shame in changing your mind.”

“I don’t want to run.” Ryanne replied. “But I have to tell you something before we—well, you’d be my first.”

“Your first?”

“Shit—I probably shouldn’t have said anything.” Ryanne struggled. “Untie me.”

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