Page 45 of Hex and the Kitty

“Is this what you want?” he asked.

“Yes!” she cried out as a fresh wave of anticipation washed over her.

“Are you sure?” he asked again.

“So sure.”

Warrick grunted as he slammed deep inside of her in one rapid move.

“Oh, Goddess!” Molly cried out at the sudden intrusion. She felt her muscles stretching to accommodate not only his length but his girth as well. She rocked back against him. His hands moved up her hips and sides, cupping her breasts.

“You feel incredible,” Warrick moaned, grinding his hips, pushing deeper into her before pulling back and going again.

“Warrick,” she groaned, unable to think of another word. She wanted to tell him how good it felt to have him so deep inside of her, but the possibility of forming a coherent sentence disappeared the more he moved.

Her muscles expanded and contracted around him with each stroke. Molly bit back a groan, trying like hell to keep her climax at bay.

He bit and licked her back and neck. His hand roamed her body freely, caressing each of her curves. Her climax continued to build to the point she thought her body might explode if she didn’t find a release soon.

“More!” she cried.

“Mmm. Is this what you want?” Warrick wrapped his fingers tightly around her hips. He pulled out to the tip and rammed his cock right back in. She had gotten used to him pausing to grind deeper into her. This time though, he pulled right back out and slammed right back in, not slowing his pace, not pausing to give her time to recover.

It was exactly what she wanted. Exactly what she had been dreaming about with him.

He reached around and rubbed her clit. He bit the back of her neck, all the while slowly pushing his cock deeper into her.

The pressure inside Molly continued to build. She laid her head flat against the table and sucked in several calming breaths. Her system felt like it was on overload, with every nerve ending firing off at the exact same time.

“That’s it, love.”

Warrick’s voice reached her ears, but she had no idea what he said. All she could do was feel. Feel everything that he was giving her.

“Warrick,” she cried.

He pressed his finger harder against her clit, rubbing it faster than he had before. Pulling out to the tip, he slowly slid back in her.

The pressure inside of her body doubled, then tripled with each stroke.

“Warrick! I’m going to come!” she cried.

“That’s it, love. Do it,” he said, picking up his pace.

Her climax crashed into her, harder than she had ever experienced.

When she finally started to float back to earth and, more importantly, back to reality, Warrick slowed his pace and slipped his cock from her. He scooped her off her feet and carried her to the bedroom.

“I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard in my life,” she mumbled, resting her head against his shoulder.

“I’m glad I was the one to give you that. Just so you know, I’m nowhere near done with you,” he said, laying her on the bed.

The promise of even more mind-blowing sex with Warrick had Molly’s body ready to go again. Heat pooled between her thighs as she thought about all the things they had just done.

Warrick crawled between her legs and lifted her hips. He palmed his cock, stroking it up and down before positioning it at her entrance.

“Do you want my cock back inside of you?”

The way he looked at her. The promise of more orgasms. She absolutely wanted more.

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