Page 40 of Accidental Abduction

A rumbling hum built in his chest, but he didn’t say a word as I lowered myself to my knees, sitting on his chest with his biceps trapped between my thighs.

“You’re going to make me come—withoutthe use of your hands. And when you do, I’ll fuck you until you make me come again. If you don’t listen to my directions, I’ll leave you like this, desperate for me. If you’re a good boy, I’ll let you come inside me. And when I stand up, you’re going to lick it off my thighs.”

He flexed his jaw, a growl forming in the chest that heaved underneath me, brushing against my thighs with each heavy inhalation, but he didn’t say no.

“Are you ready to show me what you can do with this?” I asked, leaning forward to cup his jaw, rubbing my thumb along his bottom lip before I pressed it inside his mouth. When he bit down, sending a flash of pain through me that had me squirming, I had my confirmation that he was fully on board with what would happen next.

Hudson

It was taking everysingle fucking ounce of self-control not to flip her backward, spread her out on the carpet, rip that fucking mask right off her face, and fuck her until she screamed.

But I was going to be a good boy, and I was going to do what she said. And if she accidentally suffocated me while she sat on my face, I was going out buried in my happy place. Because there wasn’t anyone else on the planet that I would trust to let myself play like this with.

Charley wasn’t just adventurous in bed, she let me embrace the intrusive thoughts I’d silenced for years, and I was determined to do the same for her. I wanted to be the person she felt comfortable enough to explore with. I wanted her to trust me like I trusted her.

“You ready?” she asked, petting the side of my face with her other hand as I rubbed the tip of my tongue over her thumb, nipping at it again like I was desperate to nip at her clit the same way.

Nodding, I took a deep breath when she shifted back to her knees, straddling my face. I could smell how excited she was, my cock bobbing as my tongue darted out and flicked teasingly against her clit.

She moaned and grasped my hair, rocking down into my face, hovering while I licked, sucked, and thrust my tongue into her wet, warm pussy.

It was difficult to resist the urge to grasp her hips and pull her down, and even more difficult to resist the urge to stroke my cock as beads of precum rolled down the length while she whimpered and rode my tongue. But the longer she drew this out, the harder Iknew I’d come later, when I was buried inside her again. I’d become addicted to taking her bare and I was never going back.

“Mmm,” I hummed against her, enjoying the way her hips dropped, and she ground against my lips, moaning when my teeth grazed her clit.

She wasn’t shy about using me for her pleasure, and when her moans took on a high-pitched note—despite being muffled by the cheap plastic of my mask—I knew she was teetering on the edge.

Latching onto her clit with my lips, I drew it into my mouth and frantically rubbed the tip of my tongue against it, growling when she tried to escape the overwhelming sensations. My short fingernails dug into my palms as I tried to resist the urge to hold her in place, waiting until she rocked forward again to suck hard, repeating the same combination until she was screaming and shaking, pinching her own nipples while I watched her fall apart above me.

“Holy, fucking...” she panted as she sat back, giving me space to breathe despite the weight of her hips on my chest.

“Facing you or reverse?” she asked, licking her lips. “I’ll let you choose.”

“UNO reverse,” I growled, aching as I waited for her to shift back, bracing her hands on my thighs as she rose enough to turn herself around.

“Oh, fuck,” she whimpered as she lowered herself, taking the tip of my throbbing erection into her warm body, her pussy still clenching with the aftereffects of her previous release. “You’re so fucking hard.”

Relaxing and slowly lowering her hips until I was buried as deep as I could be inside her. I bit my lip to keep from groaning in satisfaction. It’d never been this good before. And not just because she was the only woman I’d ever let fuck me without anything between us. But because it was her. And in less than forty-eight hours, I’d become helplessly addicted to her—and I didn’t mean just her pussy. Although that was pretty spectacular, too.

“Grab my hair,” she panted, her voice muffled inside the mask. Rocking her hips slowly back and forth—she rode me, fire racing up my spine as I sat up, bracing myself with my other hand fisting the carpet beneath. I gathered her long hair at the base of her neck beneath the hood, and twisted it around my wrist, tight enough she had to arch backward, her movements becoming more frantic as she chased her second release.

“So good,” I panted, unable to keep quiet any longer. “You feel so fucking good.”

“Harder,” she moaned, rocking frantically, digging her fingernails into my thighs as I began to thrust up from beneath her. “Fuck me harder. Make me come.”

My thighs burned as I pushed into her, my forearm flexing as I fought to keep a firm grip on her hair.

“Oh God, oh God,” she moaned, collapsing backward into my chest as she came, squeezing me inside her until my eyes crossed.

Unable to hold on any longer, I came, my cock jolting inside of her, setting off another set of moans while I filled her quivering pussy.

“I can’t breathe,” she panted, and I immediately released my hold on her hair. Reaching for the mask, I ripped it off and threw it to the side.

Holding her to me with one arm while I balanced myself with the other, I coached her to breathe with me.

“In,” I whispered, flattening my palm over her heart. “Out.”

She gasped for air, shaking as she came down, her tired muscles giving out as she collapsed onto my body.

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