Page 70 of Illicit Temptation

He closes his mouth against my clit and sucks me through the release. “Tastes so fucking good.”

God, I’ve never been so turned on in my life. That climax only made me hungry for more.

With a warm, wet tongue, he licks the entire length of my pussy, from my clit to my taint, teasing my back hole. Pressing the ring of nerves with his thumb, he says, “I can always fuck you here.”

“That’s... That’s...”

“Too much?”

“An amazing idea,” I whimper.

Trace groans in satisfaction but keeps licking me. “You taste so fucking sweet.” His tongue circles my clit, lips suckling in between. “That climax drenched your entire cunt, love. You’re so fucking wet.” He licks and laps me up with noises in a dirty and obscene rhythm.

I reach down and grab a handful of soft auburn waves that have fallen into his eyes. “Don’t stop.”

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m just getting started.” Trace slides one finger inside my ass.

“Oh dear God,” I’m clenching around his tongue that’s found its way inside me somehow, not caring about the cotton bundle taking up real estate.

His real estate. My body belongs to Trace.

“Such a greedy cunt.” He stops licking to use his otherhand to finger the entire opening. “You’re so fucking perfect, Shea. Perfect for me.”

My entire body quivers uncontrollably, the pleasure overwhelming. Under his attention, the painful cramps have subsided, and taking their place is my raging need.

“You look so fucking hot, legs spread, offering me this beautiful pussy.” His tone goes dark. “I will please every inch of you tonight, Shea.”

Our eyes meet and my world changes. I’m secure and safe. I want him. I want him forever. But that’s so selfish of me. I’ll indulge in him all I can for the time we have.

“Do it. Fuck me. Everywhere. I need you inside me.”

Trace sits up and fists his cock. His hands tremble as he coats it with his pre-cum dripping from the swollen head. His control hangs on by a thread, but he’ll give me what I need.

With deft hands, he yanks the tampon out and tosses it aside. I don’t even know where it went, nor do I care. After making his palms slick, he jerks himself, his hand running across the shiny crown. It’s the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen.

“Are you ready for me?” He settles back between my thighs and uses the long length of his cock to tease my clit and my entrance. “Fuck, you’re so wet.”

I crank my neck up. “Blood?”

“A little. It’s fucking hot, Shea.” He pushes inside me slowly. “It makes you so silky. And Jesus fucking Christ. So damn tight. I’ll fuck you on your period every month.”

Trace moans, taking me, fucking me. Head thrown back in pleasure, he takes me with deep thrusts that are maddeningly slow. “You take me so good.”

“You’re so frigging big.”

“Every inch is for you, baby. My cock is yours.I’myours.” He picks up the pace, moving faster, shifting his hips to fuck me on an angle.

“Oh God, Trace. What are you doing to me?” I whine, my heart pounding.

“Corrupting you, obviously. Tearing off those fucking wings and exposing you for the filthy girl you really are.” He keeps pumping at an insane level. “This cunt is going to be the death of me.”

More than you can imagine.

With every thrust, he’s balls-deep, filling me completely. “You’re fucking gorgeous, woman. Do you feel what you do to me?” he groans, holding in something.

His cock massages a spot deep inside me. Adrenaline floods my veins. Every part of my body warms up. My spine tingles while my womb clenches uncontrollably.

“Come around my cock, love. That’s right, let your husband fuck you until you’re raw and exhausted.” He keeps pounding me with this crazy rhythm that kicks up the most delicious friction.

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