Page 28 of Mine to Take

Cancer survivor.

I’m a woman living out her sexual desires and discovering new ones.

The deep scrape of his voice, along with the need that fills his expression, gives me the courage to take this further. To do something I’ve only done under the cover of darkness without any witnesses.

One hand drifts down my chest, past my ribcage, and to my belly before sliding lower to the vee between my legs. My fingers glide over my drenched lips, circling the entrance before dipping inside the heat.

It’s so tempting to close my eyes and forget about the man devouring me with a ravenous expression.

But then I would miss all the delicious things he’s doing to himself. And there’s no way I’ll allow that to happen. The way he strokes his thick cock is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

“As much as I’m enjoying watching you play with your pussy, it’ll make me come, and that’s not how I want it to happen.”

He saunters around the bed to the nightstand and then yanks out the drawer before rifling through the contents. It’s on the tip of my tongue to ask what he’s doing when he pulls out a square foil package.

A condom.

I can’t believe I didn’t think about protection.

Not even once.

He rips it open with his teeth before taking out the latex and sheathing himself in it. Once the rubber covers his thick length, he takes up position between my legs and brings the head to my opening, stroking the tip against my delicate lips. But it’s not nearly enough to satisfy me. Unable to control myself, I wriggle, only wanting him to sink deep inside me.

Instead of giving me what I’m silently begging for, he remains in control. “Damn, but you’re so wet. Your cunt is crying for me, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” I groan. It’s the truth. I’ve never been this aroused in my life.

He rubs the length against me before tapping the tip against my clit. That’s all it takes for a gasp to escape from me as sensation ripples throughout my body. Each time he slaps that tiny bundle of nerves with his erection, it pushes me closer to the edge until I’m dancing on it.

Before I can beg him to fuck me, he presses the head against my entrance. The way he continues to take his sweet damn time drives me insane. All I want to do is impale myself on his thick shaft and be done with it already.

He refuses to give me anything more than the tip.

His hips flex as he thrusts with tiny movements. With each piston-like action, my muscles tighten around him. Sweat breaks out across his brow as he clenches his teeth. Just when I think he’ll bury his length inside me and give us what we’re both desperate for, he pulls out.

“Please,” I gasp. “I need more.”

“I know exactly what you need.” With gritted teeth, he buries himself deep inside my heat with one swift stroke.

A scream tears from my mouth at the fullness now seated inside me.

It’s almost too much to bear.

He gives me a moment to adjust, to breathe, before arching his hips and slipping almost all the way out. Just as I’m on the verge of begging for more, he propels back inside until his pelvis can grind against my own. Each time he slides home, a moan escapes from me. The steady rhythm sends me climbing higher until there’s nowhere left to go but down.

“Fuck, sunshine,” he growls as his gaze stays pinned to mine. “There’s no way I’ll last much longer with the way your pussy is strangling my cock.”

The feel of him pummeling me is sheer poetry in motion.

Utter bliss.

It doesn’t take long for a second orgasm to streak through me. I can’t stop the cries that fall from my lips. With a groan, he follows me over.

My body spasms around his, milking every drop from his cock until he gives one last shudder before collapsing on top of me. His warm breath feathers against the delicate hollow of my neck.

I don’t think I’ve ever felt so satiated in my life.

What just took place between us is nothing short of earth shattering.

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