Page 83 of Love Without Demands

“That’s it, pretty girl. Now ride this cock like you own it.”

Her gray irises flared with mischief. “I do own it.”

Goddamn right you do.

She began to move, and her motions were so fluid, so sensual, I had to bite down on my inner cheek to keep from coming just from watching her. Sliding her hands up her stomach, she gripped her breasts, rolling those rosy nipples as her head tilted back and her cunt slid up and down my thick length.

I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was so fucking beautiful, lips parted and eyes closed as she rode me slowly. Her hip movements were nothing short of erotic, rotating in a deliberate swivel on every downstroke.

My hands itched to touch her, but I didn’t want to ruin this perfect moment as she lost herself in the carnal act of fucking. Shoving my own desires to the wayside, I clenched my ass muscles, raising my hips a few inches off the bed and letting her use me for her own pleasure.

“God, yes!” Her cry was deep and throaty as she dropped her hands to my abs and grinded her clit against my piercing. Her rhythm picked up a notch, her head tilting back to form the most tempting arch of her neck. I wanted to sink my teeth into that soft spot on the left side, the one I’d found when we’d spent the night together a couple weeks ago. The one that made her go wild.

The tightness of her pussy increased to the point where I was pretty sure she was going to break my cock. And then she came. It was absolutely breathtaking. The air stalled in my windpipe,and I watched in awe as her body trembled above me, her cries of pleasure filling the room.

When her orgasm began to fade away, I let out a loud exhale when her sated gaze met mine. A slow, sexy grin draped itself across her lips, and she leaned over me to untie my hands. I took full advantage of the tits hanging right over my face and lapped at one rock-hard nipple. She let out a little whimper and shimmied back down my body.

“It’s your turn,” she whispered, rolling her hips and resting her nose against mine. I didn’t waste a second, sliding one hand to her round ass and one into her hair to pull her lips to mine. Then I thrust upward as our tongues tangled together.

My burning needs hit front and center, my entire body demanding a hard, fast climax. Over and over, I shoved my cock crudely up into her, our bodies slamming together with loud clapping sounds that rocked the entire bed.

I came only a minute later, roaring my release into her mouth. Her pussy walls were clenching rhythmically around me, telling me she was about to come again, but my erection was deflating like a balloon after that epic orgasm.Fuck, gotta take care of my girl.

Before I’d even caught my breath, I hauled her off my dick and up my body until her knees rested on either side of my face. Then I slipped two fingers into her wetness and devoured her clit with long laps, hard sucks, and tiny bites.

She pressed her hands against the wall and rode my face and my fingers, once again losing herself in the pleasure. I could feel my own release inside her, could taste the mingling of us dripping out onto my tongue. She was the only woman I’d ever come in, so this was the first time I was experiencing it. I found it sexy as hell.

“Fuck. Coming,” she panted, clamping down around my fingers and letting out a scream. She shuddered, dropping herhead down and breathing heavily as she rode the last flutters of her orgasm away.

I tugged her gently until she was lying beside me, engulfed in my arms and covered with my kisses. “You were such a badass, Lehra.” Nuzzling her ear, I nipped at the lobe. “So fucking hot.”

She seemed to love my praise, her lips curved into a satisfied smile. Her hand made slow circles on my ass, and then she gave me a light smack. “Next time maybe I’ll spank you.”

A chuckle escaped my throat. “Maybe I’ll let you.” There was no maybe about it. Any dirty and depraved thing this woman wanted, I would do. I was so in love with her.

A few minutes later, she rose from the bed and went to the en suite bathroom. I heard the toilet flush and the water running, and then she returned with a cloth in her hand. She proceeded to remove my underwear the rest of the way and clean me up before telling me she’d be right back. Tugging her skirt down and pulling on her shirt, she left the room. When she came back, she handed me a bottle of water and ordered me to drink while she gently rubbed my hair.

I was blown away. Was she giving… aftercare? To me? I’d always thought the guy should be the one to do that, but… damn. Shehadbeen the one in charge tonight. And I couldn’t deny it made me feel cared for and special.

With a coy smile, she took my discarded boxer briefs and informed me, “I’m keeping these.”

Bellowing out a laugh, I said, “Okay, Warden.” When she turned to leave, my eyebrows furrowed. “Where are you going?”

“To my office,” she said, taking on her Warden Kincaid posture once again. “And prisoner?” she asked as she reached the door to my bedroom.

“Yeah?”

“You can wash my car tomorrow.”

And she strutted out, leaving me stunned but with a big grin on my face.

Chapter 26

I slept in onSaturday, and as soon as my eyes opened, I closed them again and buried my face in my pillow.

“God, what was I thinking?” I groaned into my pillow, the words muffled against the fluff as I remembered going to Cruz’s apartment in the middle of the night. “I was like a crazy person.”

Maybe I could smother myself with this pillow, I thought before deciding against it. I needed to get my hair color touched up before I could die. No one wanted to be lying in a casket while the funeral attendees lamented about the state of the deceased’s roots.

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