Page 57 of Chasing Amber

My girl is a limp noodle, spread open and sated. She’s panting, but there’s a smile on her face that warms my heart. “I can’t believe you did that…”

“What? Ate my girl’s pussy?” I tease.

She rolls her pretty green eyes, eyes I will get lost in for the rest of my life because she will never again avoid direct eye contact with me. She will not hide from me. She will meet my gaze head-on from now on and let me see into her soul. “Made me come,” she mutters.

“Baby, you’ve been with the wrong men.”

“Apparently.”

“They are vanquished from your memory,” I order.

She giggles, making her breasts jiggle. “Gone. Poof.” She lifts her arms from above her head and sets them on my shoulders. “If you don’t fuck me right now, I’ll never forgive you.”

I chuckle. “Right now?”

“Five seconds ago.”

I want to keep her on her toes, so I drop my hips between her legs, line up easily, and thrust into my woman all the way to the hilt.

Amber’s eyes roll back, and all the air leaves her lungs, but it’s a wonder I noticed since my vision blurs. The feel of her tight sheath wrapped around my cock is out of this world. I’ve never had this kind of connection with another human being.

Her fingertips dig into my neck as I ease out and thrust back in deeper. She wraps her legs around my waist and digs her heels into my thighs. “That feels so good…” she murmurs.

She’s right. Best feeling on Earth. I’m never going to want to pull out of her. I’m ruined. I hope she understood what I meant when I said there would be no going back after this.

It’s been so long since I was inside a woman that I’m close to orgasm from two thrusts. That and the fact that I’ve been rock-hard for a few days and could have come from watching her orgasm a minute ago.

“Amber…” I warn. “Baby…”

She slides her fingers into my hair and pulls me down so more of my weight is on top of her. Her lips come to my ear. “Come. And then stay right there until you can come again,” she whispers in the sultriest voice I’ve ever heard.

Fuck. That’s hot. I can do it, too. Without a doubt. I’m so horny for this woman, I’m certain I can come twice without pulling out.

I lift my head to meet her gaze, pull almost out, and thrust back in fast and hard. I roar as my release consumes me, my cock pulsing so hard it feels like my come surely pushed through the end of the condom. It’s not logical, but it feels like it.

I set my forehead against hers, breathing heavily. “Amber…”

“Isaac…” She smiles.

“Mine,” I growl.

“Mine,” she returns, holding me tighter. Her legs have a lock around me that’s shockingly strong.

I assume she was kidding and start to pull out.

She shakes her head. “Stay. I like how you feel inside me.”

My dick flexes at her kinky words. “Yeah?”

She squeezes her cunt around my shaft.

“Jesus, Amber…”

She giggles as she pulls me down over her again. “Stay…”

I rest my head next to hers on the pillow, and she turns to face me. Her fingers ease up and down my back. “I can’t believe we did this,” she murmurs.

“Regrets?”

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