Page 75 of Spiritwarrior

“Give it a minute, baby. I’m going to make it feel good for you.” He used his hands on her hips to set her down on his cock. “Lift your tit to my mouth.”

At her pained expression, he lowered one hand from her hip to play with her clit. “That better, baby?”

She gave a hesitant nod.

“You can wiggle on me all you want in this position,” he urged her.

“I don’t want to.”

“You’ll get used to having me inside of you.”

He wanted to laugh at her expression. Sophie was good at hiding her passionate nature. Jody blamed Marty for that habit. She had been trained to be docile and behave to keep her from getting a babysitter. The son of bitch was lucky he was dead.

“I want that tit.”

Removing a hand from her hip, he smacked her on the ass.

Startled, her eyes met his.

He watched for her reaction and gave her a stern frown when he saw only arousal in hers.

“Arch your back.”

She arched her back.

Taking a rosy nub between his teeth, he tugged on it while his hand went back to her hip to move her over his cock. Her pussy gradually accommodated his cock, and she could move over him easily.

Grinding her against him, he released her nipple to roll the thick nub over the roof of his mouth.

Jody heard her give another scream as she orgasmed again.

Laying her back on the floor, he released his pent-up passion and pounded inside of her as he spread her legs wider, determined to reach as deep as he could inside of her.

The way she looked touched him. She seemed so vulnerable.

“Am I hurting you?”

“No, it feels good.”

He could barely hear her soft reply.

“Do you want more, or do you want me to stop?”

“There’s more…?”

Jody had to grit his teeth at her innocent reply.

“Before the night is over, I’m going to know your body better than you do, and when I do … you can get started on mine.”

Chapter Thirty-Two

Sophie carefully left the bathroom after managing to get dressed. Holding a bottle of Tylenol in a death grip, she glanced toward the bed, seeing Jody was still sound asleep. He was lucky she didn’t smother him before she managed to crawl out of the bed.

Every bone in her body hurt. She had thought she was in good physical shape until she had spent the night engaged in a sexual marathon with him.

Yawning, she poured herself a glass of orange juice to take the pills.

When she heard the bedroom door open, she turned to find Jody walking out, completely naked.

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