Page 53 of Wicked Witch

Resting his face between my boobs, I realize that I never removed my bra. Kissing my cleavage, he groans.

His cock is still twitching inside of me, and I want more.

I’m still shaking, but I’m not done. I want this man for round two, three, four, forever.

Wrapping my legs around his toned waist again, I arch my back, slipping deeper on to his cock.

“Fuck, baby, I knew you would be my heaven,” he groans, and I moan, biting my bottom lip.

Moving his hips, Sin grinds against my clit, and I see stars. His cock is getting harder by the second. All I want is for him to turn me around, bend me over this island and smack my ass, as he rails into me punishingly, but I’m not sure that’s safe being pregnant.

Lifting his head, he presses his lips against mine, kissing me slowly, tangling his tongue with mine.

It’s almost sweet, sensual. I’ve never been treated so delicately in my life, but I love it.

“You are my greatest fantasy come to life and now you’re mine, dove,” he mumbles against my lips and I sigh.

Picking up the pace, he thrusts a little deeper inside of me, and I’m already close to exploding when I hear loud noises in the backyard.

Sitting up, I wrap my thighs tighter against him, grinding my clit on his public bone.

Looking over Sin’s shoulder, I can see that Cirrus and Astor are back with lunch.

Seems he decided to portal his truck again. At least this time it’s not on the porch.

The loud music playing from the truck cuts off as Cirrus opens his door and climbs out.

Sin glances at me, and I shake my head with a whimper as he pulls out of me and pulls his shorts back up.

His cock is still hard, and I petulantly mumble a spell to redress myself, then climb off the counter and rush to the bathroom.

Before I can get too far, Sin spins me, kissing me once more.

“Next time you won’t be leaving my cock until your legs are jelly, and you can’t walk.”

A whimper escapes my lips and he lets me go with a smirk. Glancing into his eyes as I leave the room, he gives me a wink and I know this means it isn’t over… and I’m okay with that for now anyways.

ASTOR

Sin can’t keepthe grin off his face and though I feel happy for him, I’m insanely jealous. I know he’s been waiting forever to have Wynter, but…

Turning the shower off, I wrap a towel around my waist and pull the curtain back. Arsen is at the sink, brushing his teeth and humming a song.

“So am I going to have to dig the details out of you or are you going to just admit already that you fucked her?” I grumble.

“I didn’t fuck her. I showed her how much I craved her and loved her,” he mumbles, pouting.

Shaking my head, I sigh. “You’re so whipped, bro.”

Opening the door, I walk into the room and drop the towel, pulling out some boxers and clothes from my suitcase.

I haven’t unpacked because we should be moving into the house soon. We just need to finish the bedrooms, but Rus seems to be dragging his feet on that.

A gasp behind me has my body freezing. “Oh, ummm, sorry,” Wynter rushes out, and I look at her from over my shoulder.

I don’t turn because I’d rather her see my naked ass than my cock that’s decided to wake up.

Pulling up my boxers, I quickly dress, then spin around. Wynter is standing there, holding two to-go coffees and her eyes are closed.

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