Page 39 of Hawthorne

“It feels good, doesn’t it?” I tease her, appreciating how much she’s writhing under my touch. “Believe me, it tastes just as good, too.”

She’s musky and sweet, reminding me of those juicy persimmons you eat in autumn.Weird comparison. But realistic.

“Vincent,” she moans as her hand lowers to grip my hair.

The light burn on my scalp spurs me to continue.

“That’s it,” I encourage her.

Sucking harder on her clit, I increase my finger’s speed. Her body spasms, and her legs flex around my back in response, and fuck. It makes me so much harder for her.

“I—” she gasps as her pussy contracts around my fingers, sucking them in.

Arched back, trembling legs, parted mouth, and pulsing core. All the signs are there; she’s very close. All she needs is a little encouragement to jump over the edge.

“Come for me,” I grumble against her thigh before continuing my assault.

Her eyes squeeze shut, and I can feel her orgasm through the spasms and the way her hips try to elevate. I press her down slightly without slowing down, letting her ride the orgasm to the fullest.

“Oh,” she murmurs when she finally comes down from her high.

She’s spread out on my bed, completely exposed to me. Heaving chest is still recovering, but her face is relaxed and sated.Fucking beautiful.

Before she has time to overthink, I tug my pants off, undressing fully. Upon feeling the mattress shift, she looks at me, her eyes widening at my dick standing up to attention. Tall and proud.

“Come here,” I call, pulling her up by the wrist and turning us around, directing my back to the headboard and bringing her to my lap.

“I don’t—I haven’t-” she stutters, and I freeze.

She hasn’t…done it?At all?

“Are you a virgin?” I ask cautiously.

“No,” she exclaims, alarmed. “But I’m not that experienced.”

Thank fucking god.

“Trust your instinct. It’ll be fine,” I reassure her while caressing her cheek.

Then, I bring her down for a heated kiss while my hand finds the nightstand’s first drawer to take one condom out.

“Last chance to change your mind,little Milla,” I breathe as I roll the condom on.

Raising my gaze to her face, I catch her looking at my dick, her throat bobbing up and down. When her eyes meet mine, my heart seizes and skips a beat. Heat spreads through my body, and I act before I can think about it, grabbing her at the nape of the neck and bringing her closer to me.

Our lips touch, and as she moans into my mouth, I pull her hips to mine, grinding them together before I raise her and place her at the tip of my dick.

“Ride me,” I demand.

Her hands gingerly find my shoulders, and I place mine over hers, squeezing them to let her know it’s okay. Warmth engulfs me slowly, and I can’t help but let my head fall back and groan as she takes me inside.

“So tight,” I whisper hoarsely as she sinks in, breaking through the slight resistance her body gives.

When my eyes finally open, I focus on her, enjoying the way her body keeps moving down. Her lips are parted in a perfect ‘O’ shape, and it makes me want to stick a finger in them and have her suck on it.

“Fucking perfect,” I grumble, cupping her neck with one hand while the other keeps gripping her hip tightly.

I fight off the urge to grunt as she bottoms me out, her ass pressing against my balls. Sex has always been good, but never like this. It’s so intense that goosebumps break out on my skin.

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