Page 203 of Forbidden Heroes

“No, hungry little baker. I’d invite you upstairs to my place for that bed, but?—”

“But nothing.” I take her ass in hand and head for the stairs tucked behind a door at my back.

With her in my arms, I take them two at a time knowing the damage to her place is on the opposite side of the apartment from her bedroom. I might have fibbed about her being unable to stay here while the crew repairs the flooring.

Blood roars through my ears and my balls throb to the need to have her. I kick open her bedroom door and waste no time in stripping us both.

She seems to feel the same urgency. Pants, shoes, her top, my shirt. Everything goes flying and I don’t slow down until I have her skin on mine.

Soft hands touch every inch of my chest, abs and lower when I spread out over the bed.

“Miles, you’re so beautiful.” Her hands are all over the tattoos covering my chest and arms.

“That’s my line for you, gorgeous. Come here.”

I hold my hands out for her to climb on top, but she has other ideas. Holding my gaze, the little hellcat sticks out her tongue and drags it up from my balls to the head of my cock.

I latch onto her hair and tug. Not too hard just enough to let her know she’s going to pay for that little trick in a good way.

“How the fuck did you know to do that, woman?” I rasp through gritted teeth.

She smiles so big I know I’m in trouble with this one.

“Chatty girlfriends on Wine Wednesday.”

“Wine what?” I shake my head. “Never mind.” I replace her hand on my shaft and hold the head out for her. A dollop of precum sits on the tip and when she flicks her tongue out to clean it away, my balls draw up ready to empty into her mouth.

“I swear to God, woman. Come here. Take me in your mouth. I want to feel your lips on me.” She drinks me in with those hungry eyes and my cock jerks as if it knows she is about to send us to heaven.

She spreads over me, her warm skin against mine. Her breasts press against my chest and fuck, I can come right now from how perfect they feel raking against my abs as she moves lower, wrapping those fingers of hers around my throbbing cock.

Those red lips of hers are insanely good on me. I swell inside her mouth and when the tip of my cock hits the back of her throat she swallows. I make a mental note to thank her girlfriends for all the sage advice they shared.

She slides her warm mouth down me again, and I can't look away from how she takes me all in. Jesus H. Christ. She sucks me faster, but a hand to the back of her head has her slowing. She releases the head with a juicy pop, those big brown eyes wide with lust.

I’d love nothing more than to let her finish me with her mouth, but I have to feel her grip me, take me in, and coat me with all her girl-cum. I hook my hands under her arms and drag her back to where I can consume her mouth.

Hands buried in her hair, we drink each other in, our tongues dueling until the world fades to only us. My cock throbs with unrelenting heat against her thigh.

I straddle her over me, poise the head of my cock at her entrance, and growl with so much pleasure at feeling her take me inside. Hands on her hips, I set the pace, and every time she takes me in I thrust up when she is ready to take the last inch of me. Her gasps are my personal treats to savor.

She moans so beautifully, panting and arching and I feel like I have an angel riding my cock. Every little move of her hips, every rake of her nails over my stomach, and my release threatens to overtake me. I draw in a harsh breath through clenched teeth and force it back. I’m not ready. Not yet. I want to give her so much more pleasure.

My fingers trace over the cute little Be Brave tattoo on her shoulder and love how she shudders from my touch. Two whisks crisscross under the words with a rolling pin as the base. So fucking her. It’s perfect. She’s perfect.

Her soft hands trail up her stomach to palm her breasts. Red-tipped fingers tease those pink little nipples and I want a taste.

“Hold them just like that for me,” I command roughly. I push up, arms around her, and take a nipple in my mouth, working the tip with my tongue. I tease and taste one and then the other until I feel the walls of her channel tighten around me. I reach between us and stroke a thumb over the little bead. She screams as she explodes, her pussy walls flexing and contracting around my cock.

“Fuck, baby, you’re milking me.” I fuck her through her orgasm and the first ropes of my sperm don’t coat her velvety walls until she’s falling into another. Neither of us ever thought about her taking my sperm and the idea of her pregnant with my baby gets my heart pumping; my cock harder.

Sharp nails dig into my back, and I love living the force of her pleasure leaving its mark on me.

“Miles,” she pants. “What’s happening? Oh my God, it feels…” Her head drops back, her beautiful neck exposed. I bring my lips over the pulse point just below her ear and tease her with nips and kisses.

I pump more milk into her, caught on the idea of my seed already taking hold. I ease my lips over to find hers and take in her breaths as my own.

“Baby, you are so damn perfect for me.”

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