Page 52 of Sinful Promise

She spreads her legs, anticipating my next move.

“Good girl,” I murmur.

I kneel on the deck and lick her pussy. She’s wet for me, and I’m not surprised. I am surprised by her taking the initiative. I like her boldness and want to show her my appreciation.

I lick her clit through the fabric until her back buckles, and I hear her moan.

“You like it like this, Dasha?”

“Mm.”

I push the material out of the way and flick my tongue over her again. “Do you want more?”

She answers by raising her pussy in the air and riding my face as I eat her and drink her juice like it’s the nectar of the gods. She makes me feel invincible.

Dasha squirms, and her moans grow louder. If I let her, she would come right now, but this is only the beginning. I unsnap the crotch and pull the teddy off her. Her skin glows in the moonlight.

I start at her ankles and trail kisses up her toned thighs, flat stomach, and gravity-defying breasts. God, they are marvelous. She squirms, moans, and clutches at the fabric cushion as I kiss, nibble, and lick her all over, consumed with a need to have every inch of her.

This is not a one-and-done. No, Dasha is the real deal. Twice is not enough. I want forever with her. There’s no way I’m letting her go. She is the key to unlocking something better in my life. She’s the one I’ve been waiting for, she is the light to my darkness. She has lived with men who break the law. She might not know all the details, but she’s connected some of the dots over the years. She knows her father has to lie about what he does for work and that he leaves out details. I know from experience she has to cover for her families illicit business practices.

Her boobs are large enough to be fake but definitely are not. Believe me. I know the difference. They fill my hands perfectly as I knead them and enjoy their fullness. In my excitement, I grab one too hard, and she yelps.

I back off and lie by her side, my weight supported on one elbow. Her face in the moonlight is more mesmerizing than even the aurora borealis. I nuzzle her neck and massage her nipple with the palm of my hand until it hardens.

Her hand moves from the back of my neck down my back and grabs my ass, digging her nails into me and prompting me to fuck her. My cock practically points in the direction of the bed. I’m getting excited, but still, I wait.

I cup her other boob, lift it, roll it around, and take the nipple into my mouth and play with it like it’s candy. She gasps and grinds her pelvis into mine.

“Tell me what you want,” I prompt her, already knowing the answer.

“You.” Her breath is uneven. She’ll learn that delaying gratification will make the orgasms more intense.

I drag my fingers down her belly to her clit, slowly circling her nub and increasing the pressure. When she can’t take it anymore, I hear her say, “Fuck me. Fuck me, Roman.”

I tug at her nipple again. It’s like a release valve, and she takes a deep breath. I lick two fingers and slide them in and out of her pussy to make sure she’s ready for the next part.

I roll on top of her, placing the tip of my cock in her pussy. I gently push into her silky warmth and feel her nails dig into my back. If the level of pain she’s inflicting with her nails is an indication of her pleasure, I’m all in.

“You are mine, Dasha. Never forget it,” I murmur in her ear.

Her walls are tight, and I take long strokes, giving her my full girth and length. The heat is building with each thrust.

I reach under her and flip her so she’s on top. Her expression is one of shock and awe as she adjusts her knees into the cushion.

“Ride me. Ride me hard,” I coax.

She moves her hips and tilts her head back as I grab her boobs and brush my thumbs across her nipples. They harden immediately.

She places her hands on my chest and finds her rhythm riding my shaft.

I feel her hungry pussy constrict around my cock, and I groan.

She whimpers and closes her eyes. Her upper body stiffens. Her clit is hard on my cock, and her muscles squeeze me. I raise my pelvis to give her more, and she screams as her body convulses. I hold on until she finishes. Then an incredible wave of euphoria comes over me. My cock is bathed in her cum. I flip her onto her back and pound her pussy until I can’t hold out anymore. With a beastly growl, I pull out and come on her belly.

I almost didn’t pull out in time. That’s never happened before. It’s not the perfect form of birth control.

Fuck.

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