Page 126 of Forbidden Harmony

“Yes,” she moaned.

“Say it.”

“I’ve missed your cock,” she said.

“Good.”

“Have you missed my – my pussy?”

“Fuck, yes,” he said. “You’re all I’vethought about, Sunshine.”

She squeezed her inner muscles around him.He groaned and bit her throat before lifting his head and staring at her.

“Have you let anyone else fuck you?”

“No.”

“Good,” he muttered before kissing her.

When he released her mouth, she said, “Haveyou fucked anyone else?”

“No.”

Before she could say anything else, hepropped himself on his hands above her again and fucked her hard and rough. Shemet each of his thrusts with reckless abandonment. When she slid her handbetween them and rubbed at her clit, he made a growl of approval.

“Good girl. Touch yourself while I fuckyou.”

She stroked her clit as her hips rose tomeet him. Her soft cries of pleasure mixed with his louder groans and a smilecrossed his face when she began to babble at him.

“Oh God, Simon, so big. So thick. Oh God,I’ve missed your cock. Please fuck me harder. Please, Simon!”

He moved faster, driving into her with hardstrokes that rocked her small body into the bed. She tossed her head back andforth, her fingers pulling at her clit until her babbling ceased and her bodystiffened under him. She climaxed with a loud cry as she squeezed compulsivelyaround his dick.

He shouted with pleasure and threw his headback, the cords standing out in his neck as his climax rushed over him. He thrustdeep, pinning her to the bed as his large body shook. Panting, he pulled outof her and collapsed on the bed next to her. He pulled her into his embrace.She rested her head on his chest and traced the tiger tattoo on his ribs as herubbed her back. She jerked when the door buzzed. She half-sat up and staredat him.

“You expecting someone, Sunshine?” he said.

She shook her head and he pulled her backinto his arms as the door buzzed again. “Then ignore it.”

He rubbed her lower back again as she studiedthe skull tattoo on the inside of his right forearm. She’d never really commentedon his tattoos but this morning she seemed fascinated by them.

She touched the skull tattoo and he turned hisarm so she could see all of it. She traced her fingers over it before touchingthe snake that was tattooed on the inside of his bicep.

“That must have hurt,” she said as the doorbuzzed for a third time.

He shrugged and ran his fingers over herflower tattoo. “The ones on my ribs hurt worse.”

“Is it the most painful spot?”

“Skull is probably more painful,” he said,“but the ribs are pretty bad. You thinking of getting more ink?”

“I don’t know,” she said. “I’m not surewhat to get and I have to have it somewhere hidden from my students. Maybe Icould get a favourite quote or something on my upper thigh?”

His hand squeezed her ass. “I could createa script for you.”

“Really? That would be cool to have anoriginal script. Now I just need to figure out what quote I’ll use.”

He stroked her satin skin above the smallpatch of her pubic hair.

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