Page 32 of The Grand Duel

“Yes,” I pant.

His hand drops between us, two long fingers parting then sinking into my pussy. “Fuck. I need the words, baby. Straight out of those pretty lips.”

I slash my tongue across them, getting the sense they’re what has his attention. “Please,” I whimper as I rock back and forth on my knees to gain friction against his palm. The insides of my thighs are a sticky mess. “I want your cock inside of me.”

“I know.” His hands leave me again, and I cry out. “Soon, darling.” I’m lifted, my body feeling weightless in his arms. “Lie back for me.”

He places me down on the edge of the bed, his body sliding between my knees.

“I…” I shiver as pleasure rolls through me, leaning back on my elbows. “Please,” I beg.

His head drops to my thigh, his teeth grazing.

“Please,” I whisper, my mouth hanging open when he starts sucking on the wet skin coating my inner thighs. “Oh my god.”

He lifts my left leg and places it over one strong shoulder, followed by my right. “On my fucking knees,” he mutters before his mouth closes in on me, covering my pussy with delicious heat.

I reach forward as he sinks his face between my thighs, knotting my fingers in his thick hair as he devours me. I’m so wet, so swollen, I feel myself getting close too quickly.

He pushes me back with his shoulders propelling my thighs, pinning me to the bed with little effort as he licks and sucks. I lean back, letting him do whatever he wants to.

I work my hips, my hands directing him exactly where I need him.

It’s too much.

Too good.

My legs go stiff, my back arching as my body gives.

“Hmm,” he groans against me, drawing out my orgasm with sucking kisses and nips at my clit.

When he’s sure I’m done, he flattens his tongue and licks up the centre of me.

Before I can come down fully, my insides still a mess of pleasure, he has me on all fours, the sound of a packet being torn open barely registering before his cock is braced at my entrance.

He sinks inside of me in one drawn-out motion, his pelvis meeting my ass as he leans over my back and whispers into my ear. “You did so good, baby.”

My blood roars in my veins, his cock so deep. “I’m so full.”

“Full of me,” he confirms. “Fuck.”

He draws out of me and rolls his hips back in, hard, deep, yet slow. He’s so hard. So big. “I’m going to…I’m…”

“Come for me. Come on my cock.”

He thrusts forward, knocking the air out of my lungs and sending me free falling.

Without a word, he pulls out and flips me, lying me on my back and sliding straight back in. My blindfold has shifted with the motion, and in my orgasmic haze, I catch a flash of dark hair just as he reaches out and rights it for me.

I lift my knees up, hugging them to his ribs as my orgasm continues to ripple around him.

I hear him groan, I feel him harden, but he doesn’t say anything else, his body working in and out of me.

“You feel…you feel so good,” I moan, grasping his back. “Charlie.”

He grunts, fucking me harder.

“Charlie boy,” I mutter, knowing he likes it, my voice jarring from his relentless thrusts.

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