Page 46 of My Karmic Destiny

“Tessa,” I warn. “Quit teasing me or…”

“Or what?” she taunts, pushing out her butt and wiggling it. “You’ll spank me?”

“Do youwantme to spank you?” I ask, stepping closer and curious as fuck.

“Maybe some other time when I get used to the idea. Right now, I want you to kiss me.” She snatches my coat’s lapels and pulls me closer.

My hands wrap around her waist, and I grip her tightly so our bodies are flush. “Why should I give a naughty girl what she wants?”

“Because I’m no girl.” She challenges me. “I’m a fucking woman.”

Yes, she fucking is. She’s a goddess-damned queen, and now I want her to suffocate me with her cunt, sitting on my face as I tongue-fuck her to oblivion.

I grasp the back of her head by her long, lush hair and angle her face to mine. My mouth crashes down onto hers. Our tongues whip and tangle together, and she gives as good as she gets. I never craved a woman to kiss me like this—without restraint.

But now I might not want anything else.

Her hands explore the planes of my chest and move down my well-defined abs. She hums her approval and slides her hands down to stroke my cock over my slacks.

Fucking hell. I’m so worked up that I might just come with the touch. Which makes no sense to my normally controlled way I need to enjoy sex.

Tessa unleashes something feral inside me. I’d be more worried if I didn’t know she was my equal… no, she’s my better.If I fuck up and hurt her, she could rip my soul out right from my body.

She unbuckles my pants, and her warm hand slips around my iron-hard cock.

“Fuck,” I hiss over her lips. I reach down and pick her up by her thighs.

She wraps her legs around me and grinds against my freed member. Nothing more than a thin piece of lacy underwear preventing me from sinking into her wet heat.

There’s a smooth, flat boulder a few steps away, and I set her down on the edge so she’s at the perfect height to fuck into her.

I kiss her senseless while I hook my fingers around her underwear straps, working them down her legs. “I need to taste your honey from its source.”

I drop to my knees, uncaring if I make a muddy mess of my expensive suit.

Tessa braces herself on her elbows and watches with hooded eyes as I take a slow, deliberate swipe from her entrance to her clit. Then I suck on the engorged bud, and she moans, her head dropping back.

Thank fuck, the moon is out, so I can watch her come undone.

“Eyes on me, wildcat,” I command. “Watch while I fuck your pretty pussy with my mouth.”

She smirks at the nickname and lifts her head so she can watch me devour her.

Her whimpers and moans make me wish I could stay here forever, worshiping her.

I can tell she’s close. My natural instinct is to demand she beg to come, but it doesn’t feel right. Not this time. No, tonight is about dropping everything and just being with her. I don’t need to play a role here. I can be unapologetically me.

“Come for me, sweetheart.”

When I sink two fingers inside her and stimulate her g-spot, she cries my name out to the night sky, trembling in my hold. Her thick thighs clamp down on my head, and I could die happy.

Well, no, that’s a lie. I’m a selfish bastard. I want to feel her coming, milking my cock before I leave behind my mortal coil.

“Fuck me, Evan, please,” she begs.

Am I really doing this? Wild and carnal out in the woods?

“Are you sure?” I ask, wincing at the question. What if she changes her mind?

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