Page 50 of Pucking Obsessed

Kiss, shiver, kiss, shiver.

Fascinating reaction.

I’ve never been with anyone but Robyn. I never want to be with any woman but her for the rest of my life.

I want to explore and discover how to please her in the way that Shay and D’Angelo can.

When I lick over the shell of Robyn’s ear, she melts against me, resting her hand on my uninjured shoulder.

Then I kiss behind her ear, over and over.

Robyn’s fingers claw into me in a way that makes my skin feel as sensitive as hers must be.

I raise my knee. “If you want to get off, hump against that.”

Robyn’s pupils are blown wide, when she raises her gaze to meet mine.

I arch my brow. “Problem?”

Robyn steals another kiss like she can’t resist. “Fuck, D’Angelo must have been training you. I don’t know whether to kiss or spank him.”

“Kiss.” I tilt my head. “I studied his kink list, and face slapping is on it but spanking isn’t. At least, not receiving.”

D’Angelo enthusiastically spanks my twin. And my twin is just as enthusiastic about having his arse turned bright red over D’Angelo’s lap.

Shay loves being tormented with that type of pleasure. I can tell the difference between hurt that makes him come apart with desire and harm that’s abusive.

If anyone raises their hand against Shay, I’ll break it.

Robyn lifts up her dress and then balances her throbbing core on my knee. When she humps against my leather clad leg, I shake.

I may come before she does.

Fuck.

Robyn is hot and eager. She’s panting against my mouth. She’s riding my knee, unashamedly chasing her pleasure.

I don’t help her.

She can work for it.

She’s careful of my sling and ribs as she balances against me.

She loops her arms around my neck.

“I’m almost… I can’t quite…” Robyn is desperate, riding a wave that won’t break.

She needs something more.

I swallow at the sensation of how desperately she’s rubbing herself against me.

I try to forget the trolls, the danger to my lovers,that I could lose this new home after next week.

Instead, I push my knee up against Robyn hard, and she gasps.

“Look at me,” I demand. Robyn’s gaze snaps to my molten silver one. “Be my good fucking girl andcome.”

I yank Robyn by her hair into a hard kiss at the same time that she squirms on my knee in a wild orgasm that’s tearing her apart in the best way.

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