Page 110 of Saved By Two

"Hmm, you taste amazing," I say, pulling back, her lips swollen from kissing Caleb. "So, Caleb says you were going to leave us."

Her face sobers, her contentment slipping. "I was scared about how you both make me feel," she admits.

"And how do we make you feel?" I ask as I lift her by the back of the knee, hooking it over my thigh as I rest my erection between the apex of her thighs and then begin to move back and forth slowly.

"Oh, God."

I kiss her cheek. "Jessica, concentrate. How do we make you feel?"

She groans. "You make me feel wanted. You make me feel loved."

I turn her head, capturing her lips with mine, and kiss her hard before pulling away. "Because we do want you, and we do love you."

Her eyes glisten with tears. "I love you, Noah."

"I love you, too."

She squeezes her thighs; my dick grows harder, and I moan.

"Are you sore?" I ask. I can see the marks marring her skin from whatever she and Caleb have been up to, and as much as I want her, it will never be at the expense of causing her unpleasurable pain.

"Only a little, not enough to not want you."

Without waiting any longer, I lift her leg as I line myself up with her slick, waiting entrance and ease in slowly. It's a tighter fit from behind, and the accompanying moan she releases as I slowly thrust inside until I bottom out is sinfully erotic.

And then I begin to move.

Her breaths come out in short pants as I reach around to stroke her clit.

I can already feel her fluttering around me, but I want to look into her eyes when she comes. I pull out, and she whimpers.

"Ride my cock; I want to look into your eyes when you come." I roll onto my back, and when she turns, she straddles me, already reaching between us for my cock as she guides it to her entrance and slowly sinks until I'm deep inside her.

I grab her hips, loving the marks from her Caleb fucking.

"That's it, fuck."

She reaches for my hands and laces our fingers together as she guides them up either side of my head, her body pressed entirely against me in this position.

She moves on my cock so slowly, it's almost agonising. Fuck me, this woman is a temptress. As our pleasure builds, the soft sounds of our breathing are heavy she rides my cock. She lets go of my hands and sits up, arching her back, her hands resting on my thighs, and I can’t look away as I watch how well she takes my cock.

I look up at her hair, a beautiful curtain of loose tendrils around her face and shoulders, and I reach up to play with her breast and give some attention to her nipples.

Her teeth dig in to her lower lip as she throws her head back. I pinch hard, her gaze shooting to mine as I start fucking her hard from below, each thrust deeper.

"That's it, sweet girl, eyes on me."

Sweat coats our skin, and I know she must be exhausted as her limbs tremble. I sit up, and she groans as I slow down before rolling her onto her back. With a satisfied moan, I press deeper, hitting her cervix.

"Fuck," she cries out, lost to the sensations as she grips my arse, her legs hooking behind my back.

"You were made for me—for us," I say as I pull out to the tip before thrusting so deep, she cries out.

And then her hot channel clamps around my cock as she comes, her eyes rolling into the back of her head, her mouth forming an O as she spasms all around me, forcing my release to follow her over the edge. I love the feeling of my cum filling her, and the thought of one day me and Caleb putting a baby in her causes my orgasm to keep going in short, hot tremors.

I collapse on top of her, and she holds me tighter. I know I must be crushing her, so I roll onto my side but refuse to pull out, loving the small aftershock of her channel as it pulses.

Wiping the hair away from her face, I smile when she looks up at me, her eyes sated.

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