Page 70 of The Dirty Saint

I am getting ready for the final push, the one set to put both me and Ezra over the edge. I have never been good with control, and this is no different from any other situation I have experienced before.

“You’re mine, Ezra.Allmine.”

A rough thrust escapes my body.

“Joey,” Ezra screams, her figure falling slightly forward.

“You feel so good,” I breathe.

“Keep…Going…Don’t…Stop,” she mumbles.

I go in and out of the Soldier, feeling her body react to me in all the most perfect of ways. For such a strong and stubborn woman, she certainly doesn’t fare well with my touch.

But that only increases my undying infatuation with her.

“I love the way you surrender to me, Ezra.”

Ezra leans into my chest, her body rubbing up against mine, sending a spark of electricity rummaging through my veins. I never want to imagine what life would be like if I no longer can feel the weight of her presence.

It is almost unfathomable.

“I’m almost there, Joey. It’s happening,” Ezra mutters, her hands placed on the wall for balance.

“Good girl.”

I let out another plunge, deeper than ever before, and soon, both of us are screaming in pleasure.

“Fuck, Ezra,” I say, feeling myself drip inside of her.

“Oh, god,” she says, tilting her head back, finally succumbing to the power of my cock.

“You are so fucking amazing. Don’t ever change.”

I kiss her ass cheek and then remove myself from her. I quickly grab my boxers, ready to wipe the liquid that is seemingly all over me.

“Wait,” Ezra interrupts.

“Something wrong, pretty girl?”

“Don’t clean yourself up yet.”

I raise an eyebrow. “You got something in mind?”

She nods, pointing to the ground.

“If you got a chance to taste me, then why shouldn’t I get the same?”

Taking the key from me, Ezra twists and turns it until the chains pop open. When all the restraints have been taken off, she changes her level, getting down low so that my body is only a few feet from her.

“You have a dirty, dirty mind, Ezra.” I take her nipple in between my fingers, pressing on it.

“Oh, you have no idea what kind of thoughts I have.”

“Care to show them to me?”

“Patience, Odeh. You’ll get what you want. But I get what I want first.”

Ezra places her mouth against the base of my inner thigh, the wetness that she caused dripping onto her lips. Her tongue swipes at my tip, and she then plants a kiss on my shaft before licking the salty cum from my legs.

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