Page 80 of Chasing Sarah

It’s things like that that show me she cares more than she lets on.

I lean in, bringing our lips closer until we’re just centimeters apart. Her eyes bounce between my eyes and my lips.

“Yes,mo réalta?” I ask. My voice becomes seductive.

A growl rumbles its way up my throat when she bites her lower lip. When she releases it, I lean closer. My lips brush lightly against hers. Once. Twice.

When she lets out a breathy moan, I deepen out kiss. My fingers slide through her silky gold strands. Cupping the back of her head, I hold her close. She opens up for me and our tongues move unhurriedly against one another.

Her hands press against my chest, and she steers me backward. We move from the balcony into the living room.

“Sit down,” she orders, her lips swollen.

I settle onto the couch and watch as she slowly begins stripping her clothes. My cock is pressed painfully against my pants, begging to be set free. An unbelievable amount of hunger fills my blood when she stands in front of me, completely bare.

Exquisite.

Her steps are deliberately slow as she saunters toward me. The sway of her hips sends another bolt of lust through me.

Straddling me, she grips onto the back of the couch and grinds herself against me. Her tits are level with my face. Cupping one of them, I bring her puckered nipple to my mouth and suck. She writhes and moans.

“Oh, fuck.” Her sighs spur me on, and I lightly nip at her flesh. My other hand settles on her hip. I press her down on my erection while lifting my hip upward.

I feel the warmth radiating off her cunt and groan.

Her fingers move to stroke the hair on my nape before she tugs them. I sweep my hand across her pubic bone and down toher soaked pussy. Her hips buckle when I graze my thumb along her slick folds.

“Please,” she begs, tilting her hips.

“Please what,mo réalta?”I tease her entrance with my fingers, just barely pressing in before pulling away.

She whimpers. “Please, fuck me. Fuck me, Rhys.” I moan when her teeth sink into my neck. I pat her ass, signaling her to lift. She allows me enough room to release my cock.

My eyes roll back when her hand grips my length. Holding firm, we moan in unison when her pussy stretches around my cock as she takes me in inch by inch.

Fully seated, I wrap my hands around her waist, and we move.

She meets me stroke for stroke.

“Fuck. That’s it, baby. That’s it. Choke my cock with your beautiful tight pussy.” Her walls clench and I hiss at the sensation.

She picks up speed. Her breasts bounce. Her skin begins to glisten with sweat.

“Yesyesyes,” she chants, her orgasm climbing toward its peak. My balls draw tight.

My grip on her hip tightens, immobilizing her. I piston into her and her cries of pleasure bounce off the walls. Sweat beads along my brow, my jaw tensing.

“YES! OH, FUCK!” She comes hard, and I follow seconds later with a roar.

The head of my cock is so sensitive that I jolt when she lifts, and I slip out of her. She drops onto the couch with a sated sigh.

“That was amazing.”

I chuckle and pat her thigh before tucking myself back into my pants and rising to my feet.

“Stay there,” I say, striding toward the kitchen. I return a second later with a warm, wet washcloth. After cleaning ourrelease from her body, I scoop her into my arms and press a kiss to her temple before making my way down the hallway.

Boneless.

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