Page 39 of King of My Heart

“Now, Darwynn. I’m getting impatient.” His voice was low and raspy, and his hands were gripping my hips tightly. “Don’t have to be nervous.”

“I’m not,” I told him, meeting his eyes again. “I’m adjusting to your dominance.”

He arched a brow in amusement but didn’t say a word. He simply got more comfortable and looked at me with expectation.

Resting both hands on his shoulders, I slid forward until my crotch was pressed against his. His cock nestled between my thighs against my pussy, and I started to move slowly, letting him take over shortly after.

“Just like that. Good girl,” he praised. He kept his eyes on mine as he moved me back and forth.

My clit was getting just enough traction to tease me, making me want to take off my jeans to feel more. But this was okay.

This was enough for now.

My breath finally slowed, and so did my heartbeat. He kept moving me on top of him, and I held on to his shoulders to keep myself upright and not fall against him.

I looked down to watch his cock harden. I loved the sight of my crotch squeezing his tip to his abdomen, and every time I moved back, I got a better look at his hardness. God, it was beautiful, and I couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like inside me.

“Caz,” I breathed, unable to hide the pleasure on my face. I wanted to come, but it would be difficult this way.

He noticed my need, but apparently, he had other plans, which he quickly told me about. “It’s my turn to come.”

I didn’t argue but needed to ensure he would return the favor. “What about mine?” I asked, my eyes meeting his.

“At home,” he said through gritted teeth.

That was enough for me. At home. His home. Later. Once we got back to Hilton Beach.

Fuck, I want to go now.

His fingers dug into my hips as he slammed them into his, my pussy dry humping his exposed cock with every thrust.

The veins on his neck throbbed as his body tensed beneath me, and I watched him closely as he looked down, jaw clenched.

“Are you close?” I asked. Excitement rose inside of me. I wanted to see him come, see his face overcome with emotions. Then again, I didn’t want this to end. It was a whole new experience.

He grunted and lifted his left hand to cup my jaw and pull me to him, slamming his mouth on mine. I kissed him deep, passionately, and he used his tongue the way he had before.

I needed to feel his mouth between my thighs. I just knew he could make me come in seconds.

His body tensed as my riding him slowed, and when he broke the kiss, we both looked down to watch strings of cum shoot out of his cock and onto his stomach. He had pulled up his shirt, but his cum still stained it. It didn’t bother him, though.

“Fuuuck,” he breathed, his voice low and shaky.

I smiled, and when our eyes met, he said, “Clean it up.”

He wasn’t asking.

He demanded it.

And, hell, who was I to say no to this man?

He could tell me to do anything, and I would without a fight.

Chapter 11

CASPIAN

It took all the strength I had in me not to strip her and take her to the backseat and fuck her senseless.

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