Page 70 of The Marriage Auction 2: Part 2

She wrapped her arms around me as I made my way to her breasts. I palmed and plumped both, rubbing my thumbs across the pebbled peaks. “Now these are almost as pretty as your cunt.”

“Blessed be,” she gasped as I covered one perfect tip with my mouth.

Summer sighed and lifted her chest. I played with each succulent globe until she was writhing and twitching, mindless with need.

I lifted my head up and nosed my way along her neck until I could whisper in her ear as I played and nipped at the cartilage there. “Do you have a condom?” I asked, hoping she hadsomething available close by. I’d purchased some but left them downstairs.

“IUD.” She said each letter as if it solved all the world’s problems, which it did not.

“That’s nice, baby, but it doesn’t protect from other issues.” I reminded her, slicking my tongue down her neck.

“My results were negative. Alana requests tests at the time of application. Which means your results were negative too.”

I pulled back and hovered over her body, my arms straight out, hands planted on the bed on either side of her head. “You, Summer, are a magical genius.” I smiled.

She grinned back. “Magical, yes. Genius, definitely not. Now get your dick inside me before I scream,” she griped.

I slid my hand down between us, grasped my cock, and rubbed the head against her slick center.

Bliss. Pure fucking bliss splintered through my entire frame at that small contact.

Her hands wrapped around my biceps, nails pinching as I worked the head of my cock right where I wanted to be most.

“You sure?”

Her blue eyes were open and clear, reminding me of a sunny, cloudless day, as she wrapped her legs around my hips and impaled herself on my cock.

“Kristus,” I hissed and followed her lead, sinking to the root.

Summer arched her spine, tipped her face back toward the headboard, and moaned. I felt the sound throughout every inch of my own body.

The pleasure of being connected to her was euphoric. All encompassing. Life-altering.

I cupped her cheek and covered her mouth with my own. She opened immediately, and I took the offering like the glutton I was. Our tongues danced as I shifted my hips back and plunged forward. I swallowed her moan, taking the kiss even deeper.

My mind went blank.

Everything became about touch, taste, and feel. The harder I thrust into her, the tighter she held on and the more she seemed to lose herself in the pleasure. Her cunt was tight, a warm, inviting haven I wanted to stay connected to forever. Only that was not to be, because as our desire bloomed, our hands and mouths became greedy. Our breaths intermingled as I worked her over, sliding a hand down to lift her knee up toward her chest, holding it there so I could get closer, and go deeper.

“More. More. More.”

I wasn’t sure who growled those words. All I knew was that I answered the call, doubling my efforts. I ground my pelvis against her with each thrust and swiveled my hips until I found what I was looking for.

Summer inhaled sharply and her eyes opened wide, her expression frantic. “Don’t stop,” she gasped.

I took that request literally, pulling out until her sex locked around my tip and then I plunged back in, over and over as our bodies slapped together noisily.

“You’re a fucking goddess,” I swore, gritting my teeth as the pleasure soared through my veins, lighting up every one of my nerve endings until I was one big, exposed ball of energy. Ready to explode at any moment.

“Jack, yes!” She cried out, sweat misting our skin as I shifted my arms under her back and curled them around the back of her head.

I took her mouth and plowed deep, my hips pistoning as I raced to the finish line.

Within moments, her body locked down around me so tight I could hardly breathe. But it was enough. My cock became agonizingly hard, my balls drawing up, as I buried my mouth against her neck and came harder than I ever had in my entire life.

Summer held on, her long limbs wrapping me up completely, so that every inch of our skin that could touch, did.

I panted against her neck, the floral scent of her hair filling my senses and calming the frenetic energy shooting in every direction. I shifted my body and braced my elbows so that I wouldn’t crush her.

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