Page 131 of My Ruthless Opponent

Even with Andrew, it was never this intense.

Raleigh and I are fire and water. We both are forces that cause serious damage when we collide. When we come together, explosions happen.

He can dominate me. And I can dominate him right back. We are a perfect balance of chaos, madness, and sanity.

As promised, Raleigh doesn’t force me to take his length in one go. He feeds me inch by inch, groaning and muttering praises.

I open wider, relax my jaw so his thick girth slides inside more.

I make a choking sound when he hits the back of my throat. My eyes water.

Raleigh groans, as if he liked my choking on his cock.

He pulls out to give me a breather before he is back in my mouth.

He begins to slowly thrust his hips, fucking my mouth gently.

I love how he is careful. I love that he isn’t being rough. I love it when he listens to me.

That’s why I suck him with force now, loving the way he grunts and groans.

“Oh, fuck.” His body jerks when I suck harder and cup his balls, squeezing them while my other hand twists and jerks the base of his cock.

A strangled moan comes out of Raleigh. “Stop, princess. Fuck.” He rasps out.

I stare up at him.

He throws his head back with a grunt. “Jesus, stop. I am going to come.”

Do I stop? No. He fucking tormented me earlier. I am going to return the favor.

I quicken my pace and enjoy as I see him unravel under my touch.

The damn hot frown creasing his forehead is so fucking sexy, it makes me suck on him harder. I can’t get enough of him. His taste.

Raleigh wrenches my mouth away from him when it becomes too much for him.

I watch as his cock bobs in front of me, glistening with my saliva and his arousal.

I lick my lips, still feeling him in my mouth.

Raleigh’s eyes darken. He clutches me by the shoulder and lifts me off the marble floor. He hoists me and sits me on the table.

He jerks me closer by the spaghetti straps of my crop top. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll think twice before defying me again.”

“Bring it on, baby.” I bunch up my skirt and part my legs and smirk.

He grins, then presses a kiss on my lips. “You’re something else.”

“I know.” I wink.

All the humor leaves the room when he reaches between us and pulls my underwear down my legs.

He tucks them in his back pocket. Then yanks my crop top down, exposing my breasts.

“Fuck.” He palms them and squeezes before bending down to take one nipple in his mouth.

I tip my head back as he sends shockwaves through me with every pull and tug.

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