Page 92 of They Break Beauty

Her eyes rolled back in her head, sexy moans spilling from her lips.

I dropped her on the bed.

I kicked off my shoes and socks and almost ripped my pants and boxers as I stripped them off in record time.

In the next second, I was pouncing on the bed and crawling up her body.

“Levi,” she uttered in that breathy, turned-on voice that did things to me.

She surprised me then before I could cover her body with mine, and slapped her hands to my chest, pushing me back onto my haunches.

She grasped my biceps and kissed my scar again, then her mouth was all over me, licking and nipping at my pecs, my tattoo. She scraped her nails down my abs, making red-raw marks that had me throwing my head back and fisting my hands in the sheets.

“Brianna,” I breathed, as she kissed the gunshot scar over my abs, then swirled her tongue around it.

My cock jerked when she came so close and I could feel her hot breath fanning over my tip.

Her hold tightened on my biceps, then she dove down and swallowed my shaft.

Right to the fucking hilt in one shot.

“Motherfucker!” I growled.

She found her rhythm instantly, moaning and grinding her cunt into the sheets as she went absolutely feral all over my cock.

I slammed my hands down onto the bed, losing my shit as she fucking well deep-throated me like a wild thing. The pleasure was so intense, I’d never felt anything like it.

It was more than even the act, it was the need I could feel from her, between us. All fucking consuming. Transcending everything.

“Not in your mouth,” I was gasping after a few minutes, threading my fingers in her hair and easing her off my cock.

She smirked up at me, her beautiful whiskey eyes glazed as she licked my pre-cum off her lips.

Christ almighty.

“Woman, you’re gonna kill me,” I growled, grasping her hips and tossing her up the bed.

Snarling like a fucking animal, I dove down between her thighs, holding them at my mercy as I dragged my tongue through her dripping folds.

She screamed as I lost my shit all over her, lashing her clit, biting, sucking, until she was thrashing on the sheets, her thighs shaking.

“God, Levi!” she cried in that sexy way. “Ah! I’m gonna come! Fuck! Fuck me!”

Her screams turned to shrieks and she convulsed in my arms as she came all over my tongue.

I lapped up every drop of her sweet taste.

Then, before she could recover, I rose up on her, grabbed her hips, then slammed inside her cunt, the force of it rocking her up the bed.

She went still, her breath hitching.

She was so tight.

Fuck, the pressure was out of this world.

Wide eyes met mine. “More,” she pushed, but I could see her wincing and trying to hide it.

“Not yet,” I said, bringing my hands down either side of her head and covering her body with mine, reveling in her heat and us finally being connected like this as her gaze blazed back at me, those beautiful eyes holding me hostage. “Just relax, feel my cock stretching your sweet cunt.”

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