Page 20 of Sofa King Devotion

As soon as she cums for the third time, I can’t take it anymore. “Hold on.” That’s all the warning I give her before I toss her over my shoulder and practically run to the bedroom.

“Sawyer!” She slaps my ass, and I grin before I toss her in the center of the bed. A laugh bubbles out of her as she bounces once, and then her eyes meet mine.

The look of playfulness turns wicked as she sits up and removes her bra and panties. When she’s totally naked, all I can do is stand there, staring at her beauty because she’s literally taken the breath from me. She must realize that I can’t move, because she crawls to the end of the bed, toward me. Every inch of my body turns to stone as I watch her reach for my belt.

“What are you doing?” I say, but I don’t recognize my voice. The sound of my belt hitting the hardwood floor echoes in the room.

“I think it’s only fair since you got a taste.” She has the audacity to wink at me as she unzips my jeans and lowers them down my thighs.

“Lane, I don’t think this is a good idea,” I whisper because I’ve forgotten how to speak normally.

“But I do.” She’s bold like I’ve never seen before as she yanks down my boxer briefs and my cock juts out, pointing right at her.

The sight before me is enough that I have to squeeze my eyes shut and look up at the ceiling. I start naming all the arenas I can think of to distract myself from cumming. Pendleton, Greenleaf, Bergeron, but then her hand wraps around my length, and I look down.

“Reno!” I shout, and she pauses to look up at me, her mouth an inch from my cock.

“Is that a safe word?” Her smile is wicked right before the little minx swipes her tongue across the tip.

“Blackham, Rothington, Stockton,” I keep going as she takes the first few inches of my cock into her mouth and I try not to black out.

Her ass is in the air, her mouth is on my cock, and my body is shaking. I’m clenching my fists at my side as I try to let her enjoy this because I’m pretty sure I’m dying. This is the single most intense moment of my life, and if my heart explodes, I hope she understands I died a happy man.

“I’m not on the pill,” Lane says before her mouth goes back to my cock.

“Oh fuck.” My knees nearly buckle as I put my hands on my face. “I’m going to cum.”

“Inside me?”

There’s an animalistic sound that roars through the room, and it takes me a moment to realize it’s coming from me. I pull back so fast my cock jerks out of her mouth with a pop. I’m pulling at my shirt so hard it rips in half, and she falls back on the bed, laughing, enjoying my descent into madness.

“Just remember, you pushed me to this.” My words come out through gritted teeth as I strip off the last of my clothes.

She sits up on her elbows and spreads her thighs because she wants me feral. Good, because that’s what she’s going to get. I can see how wet she is from how much I made her cum earlier, but it’s gotten even wetter since then. It’s running down the inside of her thighs, and I take a lick before climbing on top of her.

“Make me yours, Sawyer.” She arches against me as I notch the head of my cock to her opening.

“You’ve always been mine.” I grab her wrists and secure them above her head, pinning her to the bed with my weight. “Now I’m going to get you pregnant so the whole goddamn world knows it too.”

I thrust all the way inside, and she whimpers at the pain. There’s nothing I can do to stop it, so I kiss her lips and then down her neck until I get to her breasts. The heat of her tight pussy on my cock is the most perfect kind of torture. I want to rut, and fuck, and breed her, but I have to go slowly. She needs to catch her breath, and I want to make it good for her.

“My whole life,” I say softly against her nipple. “I’ve waited my whole life for you.”

“It’s too much,” she gasps when my cock throbs inside her.

“I think your pussy might be as full as my heart.” I smile against her nipple, and she smacks my shoulder.

“Don’t make me laugh. Your dick is too big for jokes.”

“That’s it, kitten. Tell me how big it is.” I rock into her a little, grinding against her clit, and she raises her hips.

“Okay, do that again.”

I look into her eyes this time and grind on her, rubbing her clit while I give her shallow thrusts. When her thighs relax and she opens them wider, I pull out farther before going back in. Soon enough, I’m taking long strokes, and when I bottom out, I grind against her clit.

“That’s it, that’s my good girl.”

“Right there.” Her eyes lock with mine, and I can see the moment the climax hits her. She cries out as her body tenses, and her eyes squeeze shut.

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