Page 64 of Recon Rendezvous

Adding another finger, I push in, rocking in and out, and my dirty girl spreads those legs even more so I can suck her clit deeper, harder. Scraping my teeth over her tight little clit, she comes with a cry, shuddering and gasping above me. Pulling my fingers from the delicious heat of her quivering pussy is tortuous, but I need to get deeper inside her.

“Are you still too proud to say sorry? For making me worry, for making me wonder where you were?” I ask, unbuckling my belt.

My baby doesn’t give me the words I want to hear, but we’re both too far gone to care.

“I’ll fuck it out of you. Just know this is your fault. This is gonna be fast and hard. You should be thanking me for my restraint and for letting you come first. I’ve wanted to rip your clothes off since the second I saw you.” Pulling a condom from my back pocket, I tear it open and slide it on even though it’s the last thing I want to do. I want her bare, to feel the heat of her body as she milks every drop of cum from my balls.

My dick fucking throbs as I line up with her wet pussy, my eyes locking with hers as she breathes. “Please.”

I barely hear it, the blood rushing like rapids in my ears, but it’s all I need, and I plunge into her. She screams at the intrusion, the sound reverberating through me as her warm heat sucks me right to the hilt.

“That’s right, babycakes. Let them hear you,” I grunt.

I pound into her, gripping her shoulders for leverage and her hand flies to the window for support before I send her through it. With each deep thrust, her ass jiggles and bounces as it slaps my hips and my hand comes down in quick succession, heating her ass with each loud slap. My baby doesn't disappoint, arching and pushing back into me taking every thrust with a groan and gasp.

“Tryna run away from me? Thought I wouldn't chase?” I rasp, pistoning into her.

“No,” she moans. “I-I wasn't running. I’d never run,” she cries.

“Good. Glad to fucking hear it,” I growl. “I can tell you’ve never been fucked like this. But I’m here now… to take care of you and put you in your fucking place.”

Her moans fill the space when I murmur, “That’s my greedy girl.”

Pulling her up so her back is against my front, I grind against her, growling in her ear, “You cut your hair?”

“Huh?” She's clearly floating on cloud sex, unable to grasp what I'm saying.

“I love your hair. You’re so fucking beautiful. This body in this tight little dress. And don’t think I didn’t see these sexy as fuck shoes. Damn, baby, I’m gonna shoot so fucking hard,” I groan, my hands moving to her pussy, feeling myself glide in and out of her silky, tight heat.

“You wanna come, don’t you? Be a good girl and give me your hand. Touch me, baby, feel how I’m stretching you.”

She scrambles to do as I ask, her hand finding mine between her thighs as she whimpers, head thrown back against my shoulder.

“I wanted to punish you. Thought maybe I wouldn't let you come. But you feel too good, and I’d never deny you. Rub that little clit. Just like this.” I circle my fingers as she bucks against me.

“Yes, please,” she cries, her fingers moving with mine relentlessly as her body tenses.

Lifting my hand from her hip, I bring it across her chest, holding her closer to me, as my hand circles her throat, stroking along her pulse point. It’s thundering beneath her skin, and I know she's close when her cries hitch, her body stiffening before she bursts around me. Her scream rattles the windows beforeshe’s quaking and quivering, triggering my orgasm, and sucking every drop of cum from me.

Holy shit.I expel a few breaths. My brain and my balls are empty and I’m holding on to her for dear life.

Giving her neck a squeeze, I maneuver her to kiss along her jaw and cheek.

“Damn, you smell so good.” My nose is buried in her hair as I inhale her deep into my marrow. Offering her one more kiss, I pull out, discarding the condom in my pocket square and zipping my pants. London’s still where I left her, ass up and head down as she catches her breath.

“Come on, baby. Let me help you.” Lifting her to standing, I crouch to help her clean up. She’s still slick between her thighs and I lick it all up with my greedy tongue. Pulling her panties down, she must still be in a daze because she doesn’t protest, but instead lifts her foot as I give it a tap so I can remove these pretty panties. Shoving them in my pocket, my eyes meet hers when she giggles. Fucking giggles.

“What?” I ask, pulling her dress down over her hips. Thankfully, it’s fitted enough, those sinful thighs stretch the material just enough that the wrinkles aren’t as noticeable.

“Did you just put my panties in your pocket?”

Standing, my lips brush against hers in a soft kiss. “These are my panties now. I have a nice little collection and they’re my favorite good luck charms.”

That sparkle is back as she holds my gaze with the warmest smile on those delicious lips. Shaking her head, she latches my belt, adjusts my collar before those hands run up and down my arms and when her bright eyes meet mine again, I almost stumble.

As if the ground quakes, I’m unsteady, my legs are weak and shaky, as if they’re going to give out. My mouth goes dry as mygaze flows over her beautiful face then meets her eyes again and everything rolls through me.

Lust. Infatuation. Passion. Fascination. Protectiveness. Obsession. Devotion. Love.

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