Page 11 of Forbidden Kiss

When the sensations become stronger, I open the lips of my core with my fingertips to expose more of the flesh.

He licks it greedily, then stops to slide a finger into my slit. His eyebrow arches and his lips pucker before he continues fingering the wet hole.

Growling, he refocuses on the clit, circling it faster with his ambitious tongue. “You’re very, very tight.”

The room has become uncontrollably hot. Our skin, sticky.

I run my fingers through his short, tousled locks and then grip the sheets for fear of losing control.

“That feels so good,” I breathe. A spurge of ecstasy and warmth explodes through my feminine region. I call out. First a strong yell, and then my voice simmers into whimpers.

Before long, my body jerks underneath him. I want to beg for mercy, but part of me wants it to continue, even though my core is twitching.

Just when I think he won’t stop, he does, and I’m left panting heavily.

He sits up and buries his eyes deep into mine.

As soon as the air-conditioning vent finally kicks on, it blows cool air onto my legs and core.

He strokes his member and rubs the moist head against the tender skin of my inner thigh. “I’m not done with you yet.”

My eyes flick to the large rod in front of me and a slight fear courses through my veins.

“Don’t worry,” he says in a soothing voice. “We’ll take it easy. Are you ready for me?”

I swallow and nod my head.

He arches an eyebrow. “What?”

Clearing my throat, I answer properly. “Yes.”

His mouth curves into a smile. “Tell me.”

“I’m ready for you, sir. Please, Ethan.”

He nods. “Good girl.”

With the tip of his engorged member at the base of my channel, he rubs the head through the wet juices.

My body tenses while another wave of fresh arousal hits me. I want him badly and I can think of nothing else. I need his long rod inside me.

Finally, he presses into me, but I don’t feel pleasure … only pain. I groan.

“Do you still want this?”

“Yes,” I whimper, my voice shaking.

“Then you must be patient,” he says, pressing the hard member into me once more. It reaches further this time.

It hurts, but the pleasure comes in waves. I cry out. It’s a delicious soreness I’ve never felt before. My core takes to him and moves up to meet the long rod.

He nods silently before inching the cock into me even more.

The friction moves against me and arousal thunders through my pelvis. Moaning, I spread my legs wider for him to penetrate me deeper. “Please, Ethan. Give me more.”

He pushes it inside me until he can go no further, stretching the walls of my feminine haven, filling me with his raw member. He growls.

“Sweet heaven.” He eases the cock out and presses it into me again. Only, this time, he goes further. And harder.

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