Page 126 of Volatile Obsessions

Pushing me back the tiniest bit, he shifted the angle just slightly, enough to thumb my clit, sending lightning bolts of pleasure coursing through me.

“Fuuuck, right there.” My eyes rolled, legs quivering. “Don’t stop.”

“You gonna come for me?” he questioned roughly.

I nodded, panting, rolling against him frantically. “So close.”

“I know, you’re fucking milking me already.”

I was, too, pulsing and throbbing, pulling him in deeper. My body had never been so greedy.

“So. Damn. Close,” I warned him, moaning excitedly when his hand slipped around my throat.

Squeezing.

Robbing me of my air supply.

As those tingly little stars began flooding the corners of my eyes, he yanked me toward him once more. “Eyes on me when you come, Lux. Give me that orgasm, all of it.”

I lasted all of a minute more, erupting from the air of determination playing on his features as he fucked me rabid.

My body locked up tight, pussy clenching and gushing all over him. “I’m coming, I’m fucking coming!”

He groaned appreciatively, slamming me in place as he chased his own release. “So. Fucking. Beautiful,” the words came grunted through thrusts that left me breathless, limp, reeling.

Owned.

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