Page 102 of Smitten with the Single Dad

“You like that?” he purred next to her ear before nipping the lobe. Their gazes met in the mirror.

Vica nodded.

“Would you like another finger, pretty girl?”

“Please,” she breathed.

He pulled the first finger out, then slid the second one in with the first. She squeezed her muscles around them, and he pushed them in deeper, curling them up until she gasped.

“That is so fucking hot,” he murmured. “I can’t wait until it’s my cock disappearing inside of you.”

She couldn’t wait either.

Slowly, his fingers fucked her, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. It wasn’t until he flicked her clit hood with the nail of his thumb that she finally broke. Her lips parted, and she sucked in a sharp gasp of air as the pleasure spread through her body from her center like a liquid warmth. Endless rivers and tributaries within her flooded over with a pulsating euphoria. Closing her eyes, she tipped her head back, resting it on Wyatt’s shoulder.

“Mouth,” he demanded, taking hers before she could give it to him.

The angle wasn’t great, but she kind of liked the sloppy, passionate kiss. They were all tongues, and teeth, and lips. Kissing and grappling for more of each other as he fucked her with his fingers, pushing her orgasm to last longer.

She was panting short, breathy puffs through her nose now as each wave of the climax rocked her. By the time it receded, she was completely out of breath and spent.

But she already knew Wyatt had more plans for them.

She needed to rally.

Taking a few deep breaths, with her exhales coming out on a shudder, she melted into him, sure that he would keep her from falling.

“Up,” he grunted, slowly removing his fingers from her and holding her by the waist so that she could stand up on her wobbly legs.

Gripping his cock, he angled it at her center, brushing her sensitive, swollen lips and making her whimper.

“Sit.”

Their eyes locked in the mirror again as she slowly sunk back down, taking him inside her one inch at a time. His groan had her nipples pebbling again andher pussy waking back up as the stretch roused erogenous zones that had taken a nap since last night.

“Nowthatis fucking hot,” he said, his gaze dropping to where he was sinking into her.

She swallowed and nodded, mesmerized by what she saw.

“Can your feet hit the floor well enough?” he asked.

So caught up in what she was watching, she had to pause to process what he asked. That made him smile.

“Um …si.” She planted her feet on the floor and bobbed up and down a few times.

He groaned. “Slow, baby”

She nodded again and did as he said, lifting up, then sinking down. And oh, did it ever feel good. Biting her lip, she brought her hand between her legs and to where he disappeared inside her, feeling his length slide in and out of her. Growing wetter with each plunge.

“You like that?” he asked, his voice a rough and sexy grit in her ear.

“Yeah …”

She lifted back up, so no more than the tip of him remained inside her pussy. Then she smiled coyly at Wyatt and did a little hip swirl before squeezing her muscles tight and sinking back down, slower than ever.

“Witch,” he growled, grabbing her by the hair and craning her neck around to take her mouth again.

She smiled as he pushed his tongue between her lips, and she dropped all the way into his lap so he was fully seated inside her.

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