Page 54 of The Darkest Knight

The reality of his emotions made his chest tighten, but soon he could think of nothing but the brilliant fervor in his body. She lowered her pussy to his head and he guided himself against her dripping cleft. As if to entice him even more, she swirled her hips, easing him slowly into her tight passageway. She was so damn tight, felt so damn good, he was certain he wouldn’t last long, but if his plan worked out, they’d have forever to make love.

He lifted his hips, stretching her with his size, invading her soft depths. Little, erotic whimpers escaped her parted lips, her head laying on one shoulder, her hair falling down her shoulders and back in a satin curtain. He reveled in her beauty, the way her vagina clenched his cock. Lord have mercy! This could only be described as out of this world. Being inside of her brought a new meaning to perfection.

He brought his hand to the back of her neck, drawing her down to kiss her. He slid his tongue along her plump lips as his cock took ownership of her body.

With her bra still on, he suckled one hardened nipple, flicking his tongue along the lace covered breast. Then he gave the other breast the same attention. Dragging the material aside, he palmed her breasts, weighing the heaviness. He found the clasp and the damp material floated to her waist.

A thousand years could pass and he’d still never get enough.

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Reese was lost in the pleasure of the astonishing sensation of having Seth inside her. He was a large man and filled her every inch, sending wave after wave slamming through her. His fingers were on her skin, his mouth on hers, and she could do nothing but wrap her arms around his neck and fall into the abyss.

Her muscles fluttered, clenching him as she took on a faster rhythm with her hips, gyrating against him. With each stroke of him in her body, release drew closer.

“Seth, I love this. Love the way we fit together so perfectly,” she moaned the words.

He left a trail of kisses along her jaw, her neck, even lower to her aching breasts. She arched her back, bringing her breasts higher. He took the invitation and licked one tingly nipple, drawing the bud deeper into his mouth, evoking delicious spasms through her womb. At the same time, he slipped his hand between their bodies and found her clit, swirling the sensitive bead with his callused thumb. She jolted against him, and without embarrassment, she rode his finger, wildly, rubbing her crux against his knuckles.

He became her everything. Her blood, her light, her desire…her heart that was beating rampantly against her ribcage. For that moment, time stood still. They weren’t two flawed souls, but instead had flowed into one body, connected.

“Oh, Seth!” she cried out as her orgasm grew and flowed like honey.

He was no longer holding back. With a jerk, he thrust his hips upward and the tip of him rubbed her insides. She bit back a scream as another spasm of release clutched her muscles, clasping her in an erotic hold.

His groan vibrated her pussy and she squirmed.

Once the spasms left her, leaving her aglow in its aftermath, she opened her eyes and looked at him. He was watching her, smiling—one she’d never seen before. He cupped her cheeks in his palms, and tenderly, lovingly kissed her forehead, her eye lids, the tip of her nose, and quickly on the lips.

“This…was…amazing.

“I agree.”

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