Page 62 of Desolation

I pull his shirt over his head just before he throws me on the bed. He takes his time to look me over as I lay there. He sucks his bottom lip into his mouth as his eyes roam my body. I clench my thighs together from the look in his eyes, the burning desire that is setting fire to my entire body.

He smirks at me as I squirm on the bed.

Good.

I want his cocky attitude to come out.

I want his wild side to take over.

I want him to devour me.

He keeps his eyes on me as he unbuttons his shorts, slowly sliding them down his muscular thighs. His cock juts out the top of his briefs and I lick my lips at the sight of it.

“Did you want this?” he asks as his hand strokes himself over his briefs.

I nod.

“Don’t worry, princess, you’ll get it. All of it.”

He pulls his dick the rest of the way out and pushes his briefs to the floor, kicking them away.

He’s huge. His cock thick. A large vein runs up the side and I lick my lips as a drop of precum leaks from the top with his strokes.

He watches me as I watch him. His hand never stopping the tight strokes he is doing to himself. I am so turned on my hand starts to slide into the bottom of my bikini. My cheeks flush. Never have I touched myself while a man watched me. It’s erotic and dirty. But it makes me feel like that independent woman I wanted to be earlier. I don’t need to fit into a mold. I can be wild and filthy. I can do what I want.

And right now all I want is Landon Thompson.

He clicks his tongue at me just as my hand makes its way to my clit. “No touching.”

“Why?”

He lets go of his cock and walks forward until his knees hit the side of the bed. “Because that pussy is mine,” he growls.

He wraps his rough hands around the backs of my knees and drags me to the edge of the bed just as he drops to his own knees.

He pulls hard on the side ties on my swimsuit, pulling them off. Before I can even blink his hot mouth is sucking my clit into his mouth.

I scream at his rough attack. His lips sucking hard, his fingers spreading me open. He flattens his tongue against me and licks from my pussy up to my clit before sucking hard on it again. He repeats the motion over and over.

My hands fly to his head and grip his hair as my screams echo through the room. His fingers let go of me and grip my wrists, pulling my hands away from his hair. He holds them to my sides just as his tongue dives inside of me.

Pleasure rips through my body. I use my legs to drag his face as close to my center as possible as I ride out my orgasm. My body squirms on the bed as he holds me down. His lips make their way back to my clit. He bites softly against it before sucking hard again. The waves of pleasure don’t stop. I swear I am seeing stars behind my eyelids.

I don’t hear the rip of the condom wrapper.

I don’t even realize he is hovering over me until I open them.

I am barely conscious after that intense orgasm.

But I feel everything as he slowly slides into me.

My need intensifies with every inch he pushes into me.

Every thick, hard, glorious inch.

I watch him as he watches himself enter me. He bites his lip as he slides in. His eyes so dark I can’t make out his pupil from his iris.

Desire.

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