Page 94 of Mine to Take

I give her ass a gentle swat before positioning my cock at her entrance and sliding inside with one swift movement. The pleasure is so damn great. It’s like a wave pummeling my senses. My eyelids feather closed as I bury myself to the hilt.

“Fuck, it’s such a tight fit,” I rasp. “Any moment, your pussy will strangle the life out of my dick. As much as I want to make this last, there’s no way that’s going to happen.” I’m too torqued up.

My larger body presses against her smaller one as my hips piston. Our harsh breaths mingling together along with the slapping of skin are the only sounds that fill the room.

I gather up the thick strands of her hair and hold them tight until it becomes necessary for her to tilt her head. My balls draw up as the orgasm builds like an impending storm.

When I press the tip of my finger against her rosebud, she comes unhinged and shatters around me.

Thank fuck.

My movements turn frenzied as my head falls back and I find my own release.

There’s nothing on the face of this earth that feels more amazing than our bodies being in perfect sync.

A guttural groan escapes from me as her inner muscles contract, milking every last drop until there’s nothing left to give.

Until I’m completely drained.

I huff out a contented breath and collapse on top of her. My heart pounds as I squeeze my eyes tightly closed and soak in the utter perfection of this moment.

“Fuck,” I mutter, slipping my finger from her ass as the last shudder squeezes my dick.

There’s a blissed-out expression on her face as a tiny smile quirks the corners of her lips.

With my hand still locked around the length of her golden hair, I carefully turn her head until her neck is bared to me so my lips can graze the delicate hollow. I just want to stay fused like this forever.

When it’s no longer possible to delay the inevitable, I slip from her body. As soon as I do, the loss of warmth slams into me with the force of a tidal wave.

Dropping to my haunches, I press a kiss against her pussy before straightening to my full height and sliding the condom off my softening cock. I tie the end and wrap it in a tissue before dropping it in the trash can.

I nab my boxers from the floor and haul them up my thighs. As the elastic band snaps against my waist, my fingers stroke over the curve of her ass.

How am I ever going to get enough of this girl?

She’s become an addiction.

My gaze slices from her delectable backside, that’s still in the air, to the dazed expression on her face. Any moment, she’s going to pass out.

“I’ll be right back.”

A smile quirks my lips when she mumbles something unintelligible.

I slip from the room, careful to close the door behind me before stepping into the hallway and beelining to the bathroom I share with the guys who reside on the second floor. After taking care of business, I dampen a washcloth with warmed water and return to the room.

The sight of a naked Willow with her ass in the air, eyelids feathered closed, and golden hair spread out around her like a halo is enough to rob the air from my lungs.

This girl couldn’t be more perfect if she tried.

It only makes it more imperative that I do whatever it takes to hold on to her. And if that means playing with her body and giving her as many orgasms as I can, I’ll do it.

I need her to see that I’m the one she should be with.

Not River fucking Thompson.

It takes a handful of long-legged strides to eat up the distance between us. Her eyelids spring open as I press the warm cloth against her sensitive flesh. When she struggles, I place a hand against the small of her back to pin her in place.

“Let me clean you off, sunshine.”

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