Her pink slit peeks out from between her thighs, glistening with her juices.
My need for her is all-consuming, overwhelming my other senses. Grasping her hip firmly with one hand, I stroke my silken head between her folds, gathering her slick arousal on my tip. Then I line up with her entrance and press inside her with one powerful thrust.
Natasha cries out, her fingers fisting around the sheets beneath her as she takes all of my considerable length into her tight pussy. She feels so insanely good, I’m on the brink of losing my load already.
I pause inside her, giving her a moment to acclimate as I pull myself together. And when I reach around to lightly circleher clit with my fingers, I can feel her body relax, beckoning me deeper inside of her.
“That’s it, love,” I urge, continuing to tease her clit as I start to rock in and out of her warm, wet hole. “You feel so good,” I groan, my free hand grasping her hip to keep our pace steady.
And my cock throbs almost painfully when Natasha nods against the sheets, acknowledging how good it feels when I fuck her.
Slowly, I increase my pace, and I groan with lusty pleasure when she starts to rock back against me, taking me into her depths as she grinds against my fingers.
Her breaths grow erratic, her cheeks flushing with arousal, and I can feel a second orgasm building as her walls tighten around my thick girth. This fiery, intoxicating woman is insatiable, and I wonder just how many times I can make her come before I’m done with her.
Our hips slam together with increasing force, our skin slapping in an erotic symphony.
And just when I think I might lose my mind to the pleasure, Natasha gasps, “Oh God, I’m coming!”
7
NATASHA
Heat explodes through my core as the intensity of my pleasure rips through me like an inferno. I don’t understand it—how one man can make me feel so good. Howthisman can make me feelthatgood.
It’s mortifying.
But right now, in the throes of passion, with his fingers on my clit and his cock buried deep inside me, I can’t remember why I should care.
I don’t even know why I’m supposed to hate him.
Hell, I can barely recall my own name.
And as my pussy throbs, clamping down around his iron length, Killian releases a dangerously sexy groan.
Shivers ripple up and down my spine, releasing goosebumps all across my exposed back. Somewhere, in the back of my mind, I’m aware of the fact that he hasn’t put on a condom. And the thought sends adrenaline rushing through my veins.
I don’t think he’s come inside me yet.But does he intend to?
I already have an IUD if he does, but that doesn’t make the thrill of the unknown any less terrifying. And all the while, mytraitorous body milks Killian’s massive cock, practically begging him to release his load inside me.
Fingers pressing into my hip, he keeps up his relentless rhythm, fucking me hard and fast as his other hand sends electric pleasure from my clit straight up my spine. I pant, the whimpering mewls of pleasure issuing from me of their own volition.
Everything about Killian screams sex god. From the way he commands me to his knowing touch that lights my soul on fire. I promised myself I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing he turns me on.
But that plan quickly fell apart as soon as he discovered how wet I got just from having him fuck my mouth. And I knew I was a goner the instant he touched my clit.
I might hate Killian on principle, but my body is more than eager to let him have his way with me.
Pulling out of me abruptly, Killian stops his grueling pace as soon as the last of my aftershocks subside, and I wait for the wet ropes of cum to slick my back as I slump onto the mattress.
But after several seconds, he doesn’t finish.
Glancing over my shoulder, I meet his blazing green eyes, and my stomach knots at the way he watches me with unbridled desire.
“You’re so damn sexy when you come,” he growls, slowly stroking his hard shaft as he uses my arousal for lube.
Heat warms my cheeks at the compliment combined with the openly erotic way he jerks off above me.