Page 81 of Recon Rendezvous

Moving up her body, our lips find each other in a hungry kiss, as we share the taste of her between us. Greedy hands move up and down my back, grip my ass, and pull me closer.

“Pants. Off. Now,” she huffs against my lips, and I laugh. Her little hands working my fly open before she’s pushing my pantsdown over my ass, and I help as much as I can without pulling my lips away from hers. Shifting, her feet push them down the rest of the way, before her hands find my ass again.

“You were naked under those? You’ve just been slanging all this dick around in my face?”

I’d laugh if I weren’t so fucking hard it hurt.

“All this dick?” Taking her hand, we circle my cock, and I thrust into her warm palm with a hiss. “You feel what you do to me?”

“I need this,” she moans. “Split me open, stud. Do what you promised.”

Sitting up, I grab a condom from under the pillow. Ripping it open with my teeth as London’s eyes trail me, I roll it on, then give myself another squeeze.

“I swear that thing gets bigger every time I see it.”

“Don't worry, it’ll be a perfect fit. You know, I don’t call him Magic—”

“Don’t finish that sentence. I don’t want to know what you call him badly enough to ruin our night.”

I chuckle, sliding between her thighs.This, I fucking loved this. Laughing during sex is my new kink.

“Fuck, look at you.” Pulling her bra down under her tits, her nipples hardening under my attention. “Open and ready for me.”

The contrast between the white sheets and her rich dark skin highlights her beauty and perfectly outlines every luscious curve of her body.

“I’ve woken up hard and aching after dreaming of you naked beneath me, and I’m going to savor every second.”

Taking a nipple into my mouth, she arches as I suck and lave like a starving man.

“Fuck, every inch of you is delicious, my favorite flavor. You have to stop being so stingy with my favorite treats.”

Another moan shoots adrenaline through my body. I want to hear it over and over again. I’d pay to listen to her cries on a fucking loop, and it still wouldn’t be enough. This woman has consumed my waking thoughts and my dreams for months.

Fuck.

I want to devour her, tease her, until she’s just as wrecked and as out of control as I am every fucking day. I wasn't lying when I said I wanted to fuck her into this mattress. It’s a need. A desire to fold her up like a pretzel as I fuck into her without abandon, because she’s mine to do with as I please.

But I also want to hear her laugh, hold her hand as we walk down the street, show her off, and kiss her lips anytime I want. But, in my heart, I know that it’ll never be enough. I'll never get enough of her. She's my addiction and I'm happily indulging.

Shifting, my eyes meet hers again, those glowing orbs stealing every bit of breath from my lungs as she nods, and I plunge into her.

Our moans are simultaneous, as we melt together, our bond forged in fire. Bringing my forehead to hers, we’re locked in a stare, our eyes giving away the secrets that haven’t crossed our lips. Grinding deeper, I eat up each gasp that escapes through those pouty lips. If I thought our coming together tonight would be fast and chaotic. I was wrong.

We rock together in this perfect wave of giving and taking, loving and caressing. Our mouths find each other again and again, the soft sweeps of our tongues leave behind words unsaid, impressions, thoughts of forever, and pleas for more.

Time seems to stand still. It’s as if I were outside of my body looking down and cherishing each moment, every exhalation. Moving slowly, I drive deep, dragging my cock through her pussy, her nails dig into my skin. Up and down my back, my arms, even my chest. We're floating in this cloud of euphoria, our bodies relaying just how much we need each other and justhow deeply we are connected. Not just in this moment but for always. Fuck, I’ve never felt like this, experienced anything like this before.

I was gone. Gone on her for fucking ever. This was it.She was it for me.I’d known it for weeks, maybe even months. I love London Cameron with every fiber of my being, and I was never letting her go. Even knowing every moment wouldn't be this perfect, this incredible, I still wanted each one of them with her. My love. My life.My one wish upon a star.

My hand shakes as I work between our bodies, finding her clit, rubbing and circling how I know she loves it. I’m treated to her cries before her teeth sink into my chest, her mouth wet and wild as she sucks a bruise into my skin. I love how feral she is when she lets go, allowing me to break her down to this animalistic need we share only for each other.

“Xan,gah,” she gasps, “I'm g-gonna come. Fuck, no… I don't want this to end. I never want this to end.”

“We have forever, baby. Come for me. Let me hear you,” I grunt into her slick neck.

Her scream splits the air as she comes, fucking strangling my dick. I give her no reprieve, doing just what I said I would. In the span of two heartbeats, her knees are up to her chin, her shiny eyes locked with mine as I pound into her, the sound of our skin slapping echoing through the trees surrounding us.

I can’t stop the growl that starts deep in my chest. “You’re mine, London Cameron. You know that, right?”

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