Page 112 of Magic or Madness

My girl is fucking electric tonight, and I canfeelthe lust radiating off her body. I don’t know if it’s because of the club, her hook-up with Cami, or a mixture of both, but she’s an animal, taking more of me than she usually does and bringing me right to the edge.

“Bambi, please, I need to be inside you,” I beg, but she doesn’t listen, plunging down further and making eye contact just before she makesevery single fucking millimeterdisappear.

God fucking dammit.

That does it, her beautiful brown eyes locked into mine, her mouth wrapped around my shaft, and I can’t hold back, shooting my load straight into her throat.

My body tenses and she never breaks our gaze as my release pumps down her throat, and she swallows it all, completely unfazed.

“Sorry, Fallon, I just … fuck, you’re so damn beautiful,” I say, pulling her on top of me and placing gentle kisses on her cheeks.

“I love doing that for you, watching you lose control because of me, and my mouth. It’s fucking sexy,” she purrs, and I swear I feel my heart swell three times in size inside my chest.

When I met Fallon, she was reserved and barely able to admit that she had an orgasm. Now, she sucks me dry and takes pleasure in doing it. I dragged her to a sex club, and she hooked up with a woman. She’s blossoming, finding her true self with me, and I couldn’t be more honored to bring her out of the shell she’s been hiding inside of.

She rests her head on my shoulder, letting out a deep sigh, and I feel her body relax in my arms.

“You think I’m done with you, Bambi? You’re still my birthday girl.” I stroke her hair, and she sits up, an evil smile on her face.

“Wreck me, Ozzy,” she whispers, her signature saying that always releases the beast inside me.

I toss her on the bed, a complete change in the tender demeanor I was giving her, and for once, I’m fully naked in front of her, and her eyes don’t miss a beat.

I watch as she takes me in, feeling the power she holds over me, like if she asked me to fold and worship the ground she walked on from my knees, I’d do it in a heartbeat.

“Tell me what you want, Bambi,” I whisper, giving up complete control and letting her choose how this will go.

Usually, I have a million ideas that I want to share with her, or try just once, but tonight, I’m all hers. She can act out any fantasy she wants and I’ll be her willing test drive.

“Take my clothes off, baby,” she orders, and I bite my lip, following the direction I’ve been given.

I don’t rush, enjoying every second I can as I strip her like I’m unwrapping a present, kissing every inch of her body, thankful that she allows me to touch her, and I’ve got her nearly begging for something more, any kind of friction to ease her growing desires.

Finally, I toss her panties on the floor, and she’s soaked, no need for foreplay, and I make it a point to offer her the reins once again.

“What do you want, Bambi?”

“I want you, everything you’ve got – except this time, you screammyname. I want this entire place to know whoyoubelong to, who makes you feel so good,” she says, her voice dropping lower with each word, and I notice when she bites her lip in anticipation.

“Yes ma’am, anything else?” I submit, slowly rubbing her clit and lining myself to her entrance.

I scoop her legs over my elbows, plunging deep into her core as her head tips to the side and she chokes out one last request.

“Don’t you dare stop talking,” she says, gripping the sheets as I pick up the pace.

“Brace yourself, Bambi. I’m going to let you know who this pussy belongs to, understand?”

“Yes, please, baby,” she whines, and I close my eyes, attempting not to finish just from the sound of her voice.

“Did Camila touch you here?” I swipe the pad of my thumb over her clit, which makes her body tense in response.

“No. No, she didn’t,” she groans, and I pick up my pace, wrapping a hand around her throat.

“You’re fucking perfect, Fallon. Taking all of me like this, right after kissing a girl. You’re a Goddess,” I tell her, watching as she claws her nails into my forearms.

“It was hot, but nothing like this. More, please, Ozzy,” she whines, and I do just as she asks.

I pound into her, holding her legs for leverage, and bending down to take those perfectly pink nipples in my mouth. Cami had these earlier, but they – and everything else about this girl – belong tome.

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