Page 20 of Falling in Love with Two

When he starts focusing on the most sensitive area, my legs quiver, and my breaths quicken.

“Holy shit,” I moan. “Please don't stop.”

He listens and doesn’t move at all. He keeps giving it to me exactly the way I need him to.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I chant, each time getting louder.

All of the build-up comes to a head as the orgasm rips through me. My body shudders as I grab hold of Dylan’s hair and hold him in place while I ride it out.

When I’m too sensitive to take any more, I tug on his hair and pull him toward me. When we’re face-to-face, I use the tip of my tongue to run across his bottom lip.

“I love how dirty you are,” he says.

“You haven’t seen anything yet.” I push him off me and onto his back.

“Pants off,” I command.

He does so, and I watch his cock come into view. It’s above-average in the size department and has a big purple head and a thick vein running along the bottom.

Dylan’s eyes follow my hand as I get close to the shaft. Instead of going straight for the prize, though, I reach underneath to tease his balls.

“Fuck, Leah,” he hisses through gritted teeth.

“You want more?” I ask.

I plan on taking my time with him, but Dylan has other plans.

In one quick movement, he flips me over and pins me beneath him.

“I want it all,” He growls before locking me in a passionate kiss.

Okay, the golden retriever has a wild side.

I’m so entranced by our kiss that I don’t even realize he reaches over into the drawer on the nightstand and grabs a condom. He only breaks long enough to open the package and roll it on.

He takes my legs and props them onto his shoulders before pushing inside.

“Fuck!” I cry as I feel him fill me completely.

He starts slow, making sure I feel every sensation from each stroke.

“Harder,” I plead. “Faster.”

He lets one of my legs down so that he can kiss me again. One of his hands grips into my hip while the other pins my hands above my head.

Maybe it’s the alcohol, but I feel like his hands are everywhere all at once. My mind has trouble focusing on just one thing.

All I know is that it feels fucking amazing. He may come off as good and sweet with those dimples of his, but the man sure as shit knows his way around a woman’s body.

My nails scratch at his back as I feel myself inching closer to release once again. He uses his hips to grind into me and drag across my clit. I’m still so swollen and sensitive from the first one that it doesn’t take much contact to get me close.

My moans grow louder, prompting Dylan to whisper, “Are you going to come on my cock?”

Since my brain has turned to mush, all I can do is nod.

He starts fucking me harder and faster, and the pleasure consumes me. My nails dig in while I sink my teeth into his shoulder.

My moans turn into frenzied screams as I come even harder than before.

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