Page 69 of The Dirty Saint

That it is.

I unzip Ezra’s pants, pulling them down as quickly as I can. I need to feel her, need to remember what it is like to have her taste trickle down into the back of my throat. Her body has been the only thing on my mind, and I am impatiently waiting for her skin to come back into contact with mine.

“You surprise me in all the right ways, pretty girl.”

I grab the side of Ezra’s face, pulling her into a deep and passionate kiss. When our tongues find their way to each other, they wrap their arms around one another, dancing and twirling. It is like they are made for each other.

“I can’t just throw everything…oh, my god…out at…ohhh…once.”

I smile, knowing that I am the man who is giving her so much pleasure when so many others have fucked it up.

“You like that, pretty girl?”

“Very, very much.”

I pull Ezra’s panties down, taking in the sight of the wetness that is pooling out of her thighs and dripping onto the thin, black fabric.

“You admiring your work,” she grins, spreading her legs out as far as they could go.

God, this girl is something special.

I growl hungrily before burying my face in between Ezra’s strong, muscular thighs. I nip gently at her clit, being mindful not to bite down too hard.

“How about this,” I ask, kissing her opening.

“Oh my god,” she moans.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

Once Ezra opens her eyes, I can see a ferocity in them that I only see when she is in her cell fighting for her life.

But now, she isn’t trying to survive; she is simply engaged in deep, profound pleasure.

“What’s on your mind, Ezra?” I finger her slick, wet opening. When I remove my pointer and middle from her pussy, I place them in my mouth, sucking and swallowing her sweet and sexy taste.

“I want you to do your worst to me,” she answers.

A wide simper spreads across my lips.

I yank my cargo pants from my body, revealing my tight boxers. I then pull them off as well, my hardened cock on full display. It is screaming in anticipation, and I am aching to give it what it wants.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard, Ezra, that you will never even dream of another man ever being inside of you again.”

I twist her around so her eyes can face the back wall. I grip her hips with my hands, tracing the curve of her spine with my fingers. I send a trail of kisses down the base of her neck to hertailbone, breathing in the warm sensation radiating from her skin.

“You will ache for me when I am not with you. I will pleasure you in all the ways that the previous men you’ve been with never could.”

I adjust my body, resting the tip of my erection against Ezra’s ass cheek.

“You deserve to feel true pleasure, pretty girl. You don’t realize how happy it makes me knowing that I am the man your body will succumb to.”

I pull Ezra towards me, getting ready to bury my shaft into her tight, round, muscular ass. I am practically dripping all over her already, but I don’t mind. Just the thought of my cum on Ezra…

“My favorite word to ever roll off your tongue is my name,” I say, pushing myself into her. “It just sounds so sweet and sexy coming from you.”

I grip Ezra’s hips even harder, careful not to plunge myself too deeply all at once, to savor this moment. It has barely begun, but I know I don’t want it to end.

“Every part of you is so fascinating,” I whisper. “Even the parts that you struggle to come to terms with.” I kiss Ezra’s neck, with my dick pulsing inside of her. She lets out a loud moan and a smile forms on my lips.

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