Page 119 of Shadow

She let out a gasp as I rolled her onto the bed and situated myself between her legs. I didn’t stop. All I knew was that I needed to feel her against my body. I tugged her panties down her thighs, and she kicked them the rest of the way off.

I leveled myself over her and crushed my lips to hers. Her tongue tangled with mine as I ground my cock against her bare pussy.

I loved the way she gasped into my mouth.

The way her fingernails dug into my back.

How she jutted her hips up to meet me.

I had to get her off before she got me off again. I wasn’t sure I’d make it, but I was damn willing to try.

As much as I wanted to bury myself inside her, I couldn’t. I wanted it to be better than me drunk-fucking her. And I sure as hell didn’t want to come in the first five minutes.

Mirage’s suggestion flashed through my head.

Maybe he was onto something…

I shoved it away and focused on her beneath me.

I kissed along her jaw. Down her neck, my fingers pushed the strap of her nightgown off so I could see her breasts.

Large, soft mounds. Perfect, pebbled nipples.

So fucking beautiful.

I kissed along the soft mounds, cradling them like they were the holy grail of tits before I sucked a bud into my mouth. She arched against me, her fingers in my hair.

God, she was going to fucking unravel me.

Again.

Focus. Her. Get her off. Fuck…

I steadied my breathing and went back to kissing her soft lips, my dick threatening her pussy.

I slid along her wet folds, willing my cock to not explode and make a damn mess all over her before she got hers. I wasn’t going to fuck her tonight, but I sure as hell was going to dry hump her like a horny teenager.

Her breathing picked up, so I rocked against her faster, urging her on, my hand gripping her hip tightly.

“Come for me, cupcake,” I husked out. “Fuck, baby. I want to hear you come for me.”

Her eyes widened, and her breathing increased. She dug her nails deeper into my back, making me groan softly.

And then there it was.

Her soft cry as she came for me.

She was a squirter. My first. My only.

I was in fucking love.

She writhed beneath me, her release dampening everything.

I moved faster as she shook, loving that I was making her body react the way it did.

Something feral and primal took over inside of me.

I pulled away from her and grabbed my cock and jerked my release onto her pussy like a fucking dirty monster.

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