Page 35 of The Prettiest Outlaw

I lowered my head, claiming her mouth. Deepening the kiss, I moved us further into intense pleasure. My open hands landed underneath her. Her juicy ass settled perfectly in my palms, allowing me to slide farther into the sweet abyss.

“Please, Nico,” she begged. “Don’t stop.”

It was the sexiest thing I thought I had ever heard, and I obliged, pounding into her.

“You’re so fucking tight and so damn wet,” I said appreciatively in her ear.

She moaned in response. With her tresses fanned out over the pillow and calling out to me, I couldn’t help reaching out and grabbing two handfuls. I gave her strands a firm tug on the upstroke, causing her eyes to fly open and grab my gaze.

“Yes,” she encouraged me, her eyes boring into mine. “Yes.”

So, I pulled her hair harder and stroked her more deeply.

“Damn, Girl! What the fuck are you trying to do to me?”

She was contracting and pulsing like crazy, squeezing my dick to the rhythm of her own heartbeat.Gripping the cover on the massage table, she cried my name like a prayer.

“Nico! Nico! You feel so fucking good.”

I put my mouth on her shoulder, biting down while she raised her hips and bucked the pussy up at me.

“Oh, you like that, huh?” I managed to tease through the intense pleasure.

“I like it all,” she confirmed breathily. “Please don’t stop.”

Why did she say that? Didn’t she know how Ihadto respond to that? I lifted her right leg and placed it over my shoulder. Then I flipped the fuck out and decided that giving the beautiful woman beneath me an orgasm was the number one priority in my life.

My body slapped against hers, and I prayed that the table would hold up. Julianna whined and hummed my name. Her volume and intensity rose until I knew she was on the verge of exploding.

Just when I was positive that I couldn’t hold back any longer, she shrieked. Her pelvis lifted off the table from a strong contraction of her pussy, and her vagina swallowed the entire shaft of my dick. Trembling and with her breath coming out in short puffs, she came against me, coating me in thick, intoxicating creaminess. While aftershocks ripped through her quaking body, she milked me until I released my load, sending streams of hot semen shooting from my body into the condom.

When the involuntary jerking ceased and the tingles finally subsided, I slowly pulled out of her. Then I rested my head against her breasts, waiting for my heart beat to return to normal.

“Damn,” I panted.

She was silent. I concentrated on regulating my breathing. A few seconds later, I heard the sweet sound of her rhythmic breathing, and I knew that the prettiest, sexiest Outlaw had once again fallen asleep.

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I was already awake when she started to fidget. I’d brushed my teeth, washed my face, and showered. I was easing into a pair of boxer briefs when her eyes fluttered open.

She gave me a small smile, her caramel-colored eyes bright. “I slept.”

“You did.”

“How long?”

I peeped at the digital clock on the nightstand behind her. “A little minute.”

She blinked a few times then yawned daintily, her small hand covering her mouth.

“It’s daytime,” she announced. “Is it still morning or is it afternoon?”

“It’s after nine. Do you have somewhere you need to be?”

All the light that was in her eyes disappeared. “You know I’m unemployed.”

I shook my head as I pulled a white t-shirt over my head. “Nah, I’m not trying to hear that. You’re the owner of an upstart bakery that specializes in cupcakes and cookies.”

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