Page 74 of The High Priestess

The instant our lips touch, a strong emotion fills my chest. It’s so intense it feels painful, making my heart clench hard.

Cassia rubs her pussy over my aching cock, and it draws a groan from me.

She breaks the kiss, and when her eyes meet mine, she asks, “Was it too hard? Did I hurt you?”

Shaking my head, I force her to rub against me again. “Not hard enough.” My voice is rough with need as I admit, “I might not last long. It’s been a few years.”

She moves her hand down between us, and as her fingers wrap around my cock, she says, “Tell me what to do.”

My chest shakes with a chuckle. “For someone who’s never had sex, you seem to know exactly what to do.”

Pride fills her eyes as she strokes my cock. “Your skin feels like velvet.”

The relief of having her fist pump my cock is so intense I groan again, ready to beg her to fuck me.

Unable to take any more foreplay, I say, “Move your hand.”

She does as she’s told, and I grip my cock and align the head with her entrance.

“Take me into you because if I move, I’m just going to bury myself to the hilt inside you, and I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Okay.” She pushes down on me while I hold my cock in place. When she can’t take the swollen head, frustration tightens her features. “You don’t fit.”

I almost laugh, but I’m too fucking worked up with need.

“Trust me, I will fit,” I mutter while rocking up against her, working her tight opening until I finally break through and surge inside her.

“Theé mou,” she gasps, her features tightening while her body curls forward. Before I can ask if it hurts, she pushes down hard on me, taking my entire cock all the way to the hilt.

She feels so fucking good, the air explodes from my lungs, and a fine coating of sweat forms over my skin while my body starts to tremble.

The pleasure is instant and fucking overwhelming, and I have zero control to stop her as she lifts up and takes me deep inside her again.

Her features tighten even more, and it looks like she’s a second away from crying, but she keeps moving, her pace growing faster and faster.

“Fuck,” I growl, my fingers digging into her hips while my ass lifts from the couch. “Cassia,” I groan, bombarded with pleasure and emotions that take my body prisoner.

I’m entirely at her mercy as she fucks me. Her breasts bounce in front of me, the sexiest fucking sight I’ve ever seen, and her arousal coats my balls, that are tightening with impending ecstasy.

“Cassia.” Her name sounds like a prayer being ripped from my soul, and maybe it is. Maybe if I pray to her instead of the God that’s forsaken me, she will answer and give me the deliverance I need.

She brings her hands to the sides of my jaw, and her eyes lock with mine as she keeps taking my cock harder and faster.

I have no self-control and unable to stop so I can focus on her, I start to hammer into her. My orgasm shoots down my spine before hitting my cock and flooding my abdomen. I come so fucking hard my vision blurs, and the air is forced from my lungs.

“Lincoln,” I hear her say my name with reverence.

My hips stop moving while my cock jerks, and Cassia keeps taking me at a fast pace, prolonging my ecstasy.

When I start to come down, I manage to regain control, and moving swiftly, I turn and shove Cassia down onto her back.

Shoving her legs wide open, I place a knee on the couch while standing on my other leg. I brace my left hand on the back of the couch and align my cock with her soaked opening that’s dripping with my release.

The hot as fuck sight has me slamming so hard inside her, her whole body jerks.

Her back arches, and she grabs hold of my wrist with one hand while reaching behind her to grip the armrest with her other.

The position has her body completely exposed to me, and it feeds my endless desire for her.

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