Page 61 of Smolder

Amory ran the tip of his tongue along the center of my slit, and I almost came off the bed. The hand he didn’t have between my legs grabbed my right thigh, and he pressed his face so hard up against me that I wasn’t sure he could breathe. The growls he began to make vibrated through me, and I started to shake.

I wanted more. I wanted to feel him.

“Just the tip,” I gasped. “Put the tip in.”

I wasn’t sure if that was any different for me emotionally or if it would keep me from getting any more attached to him, but I had to feel him there. I wanted to see his face as he entered me. Even if it was just a little.

He lifted his heady gaze to my face as he licked his lips. My juices glistened around his mouth.

“You want me to just put the head of my cock in your cunt?”

I nodded. “Please.”

His nostrils flared, and he took one more taste of me before moving up my body. My gaze fell to his hand as he gripped his large, veiny penis. The swollen red, almost-purple tip moved closer, and I let out a small whimper just before he ran it over my clit, then lower, until it was just there. Right outside. Our gazes lifted at the same time, and our eyes met.

He barely eased inside me as a hiss came from between his teeth, and his neck flexed.

It was there. Just stretching the entrance. I couldn’t remember a time that I’d had sex that was better than this.

I rocked slightly, needing to feel it move inside me.

“Don’t,” Amory growled, sounding almost more animal than man.

Somehow, that made me even more frantic.

“I just want to,” I panted, rocking faster.

I wanted this. Oh, God, I wanted this.

Amory pressed his hand to my stomach, stopping me from moving. “Don’t,” he warned me, his eyes almost black.

The dangerous gleam in them only urged me on, and I wiggled under his hold.

“If you don’t stop, I’m going to fuck you.” He snarled out his words as he glared down at me with a mix of hunger and rage.

It was exhilarating.

I pulled my knees up and opened my legs wider. “Yes,” I moaned.

All reason was gone. I just wanted him.

“Condom.” He said the word like a curse.

“I get the shot,” panted. “I’ve been tested, I promise. Please.” I was desperate. Losing my mind with need.

His eyes flickered as a wicked change came over him. The depravity in it almost threw me into an orgasm all on its own. I didn’t recognize this person I was right now. But I knew that he was going to show me something I’d never had, and I wanted it. I wanted it so bad.

He slowly sank in deeper, his eyes going from where we were connected back to my face. “This? You want more?”

I shook my head, and he stopped.

“All! I want it all,” I told him.

A roar tore from his chest as he slammed down into me. The burn from the stretch his size caused was the only thing that kept me from orgasming on the spot. My eyes watered, and I gasped through the pain.

“Fuck!” he swore when his eyes moved back to my face. “Tight. It’s real tight. It hurts, doesn’t it?”

I nodded. “Yes, but it’s easing.”

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