Page 45 of Inked Obsession

A goddess in orgasm, on a crest of stunning beauty. She squeezed my fingers and my tongue, and I lapped her up. I kept licking her until she moaned again, trying to shove me away.

“Beckett, let me kiss you. Let me do something. I can’t… I can’t think.”

I grinned and then stood before sucking my fingers into my mouth. Her lips parted, and her hands went to her breasts. I wasn’t even sure she was aware that she was doing it. Her legs were still spread, and she looked fucking gorgeous.

“Take off your bra, let me see those pretty breasts.”

“You need to take off your shirt first,” she said.

I winked. “Then we can do that at the same time.”

She reached around and undid her bra. Her breasts fell heavily, her nipples hard, begging for my mouth. I undid my shirt cuffs and then the buttons running down. I let it fall behind me, and her eyes widened.

“Like what you see?” I asked, teasing.

“I knew you had ink, I’ve seen you shirtless. However, you right in front of me? Dear God.”

“I like the sound of that,” I whispered before leaning over and kissing her again. I cupped one breast, my thumb running over her nipple. “You’re so beautiful.”

“I could say the same about you,” she said, and I chuckled before kissing her again.

She reached between us and rubbed my hard length through my pants. I groaned, rocking into her touch. “Beckett.”

“I’m not done yet,” I whispered before leaning down to capture one nipple with my mouth.

She arched into me, moaning, and I played with her breasts, licking and sucking, rolling her nipple between my fingers.

“You’re so beautiful,” I whispered again.

And then she pulled away, her eyes wide as she panted. “Please, let me touch you.”

“We can do that.”

I toed off my shoes, and then both of us were scrambling as we undid my belt and shoved my pants down. I kicked them away, my cock hard and ready, the tip moistened with precum as it bounced against my belly.

Her eyes widened, and she reached out, gripping my base.

I groaned, freezing for a moment before rocking into her hold. “Eliza.”

“Oh,” she said, her eyes wide, and I grinned. When she licked her lips, I almost came on those pretty breasts, but I refrained.

Instead, I hovered over her, kissed her again, reveled in her tight grip around my dick as I leaned down next to her. “Let me play with you,” I said slowly.

“Let me play, too.”

And then we were kissing, hands roaming over each other. She kept pumping me, slow and then faster, tighter, and then softer again. I could barely hold back, knowing I would come too quickly if we weren’t careful. My hands went between us to play with her clit, and then I reached around her hips to spread her cheeks slightly and used her moisture to play with her.

Her eyes widened. “What are you doing?”

“I’m just playing, I promise, I won’t go anywhere near that part of you with my dick.”

“I would hope not,” she said on a laugh, and then she moaned as I gently probed her with my finger.

“Beckett,” she gasped.

I kissed her hard, gently playing with her before I spread her again, rocking into her hold.

“I need to be inside you,” I whispered. “Because I don’t want to come on your belly right now. I’m really close.”

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