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“Come for me, Little Lark!” Striker growled and thrust into me hard. My orgasm slammed into me, ripping through my body like a wildfire. My knees buckled and it took everything in me to stay standing up. Striker’s strong arms held me up as he continued to thrust through my orgasm, making me see stars.

“I’m gonna cum, Lilah!”

I pushed my hips back against him, moaning his name, “Oh, Striker.”His hips pumped faster and then he screamed. I could feel him filling me, his cum hitting my womb, filling me until it was dripping down my leg. Striker pulled out and I was already missing the heat from him. He turned me around and kissed me so gently on the lips.

“Now, Little Lark, let’s get you washed up and into bed. You need some good sleep.”

I just laughed while he took the loofah and scrubbed me up. “Whatever you say, cowboy.”

Chapter 14

Striker

Ihad finished up washingLilah and wrapped her in the big, fluffy towel Mama Crawford had bought me. “Head to the bedroom, babe. I’ll be right in.” I kissed her on the forehead and patted her ass. She just laughed and made her way out the door. I quickly cleaned up the bathroom before heading to my bedroom. I expected to see Lilah passed out in bed, but instead I found something out of my wildest fantasies. Lilah was propped up against the pillows, wearing nothing but a black, lacy lingerie bodysuit. She had a black, silk robe hanging off her shoulders. Her golden hair was wrapped in a messy bun on top of her head, small pieces framing her beautiful face. My Little Lark was quite a sight to see and I could feel my cock getting hard again. Her long tan legs against my white sheets, her perky breast pushed up from the bodysuit, little pink nipples peaking through. I could barely say a word. My sweet Lilah was so wickedly bad for me.

“Are you gonna just stare at me all night there, cowboy?” Lilah ran a fingernail down toward the little black bow that sat in the middle of her chest. Toying with her nipples through the sheer material, my mouth felt like a desert and my cock was getting harder with every second.

“Holy fuck, Lilah. When...where did...holy fuck.” I couldn’t even make a complete sentence with her dressed like that.

“While you were in the bathroom, it was in my purse. I was hoping to come over tonight. And no, I’ve never worn this for anybody but you. Now are we done the twenty questions?” My Little Lark was a good girl who knew exactly when to be bad, and I fucking loved it. I dropped my towel, my hard cock begging for Lilah’s sweet little pussy. I stalked my way toward the bed, ready to pounce. Lilah bit down on her bottom lip, a sly little smile formed as she got on her knees, facing me. She put her hand up and I stopped in my tracks.

“Stay right where you are, Striker. It’s my turn to take care of you.” She got off the bed and came toward me. Gently laying her hand on my chest, she guided me to sit down on the edge of the mattress. I sat and leaned back on my arms, taking in the sexy sight of my Little Lark.

Lilah got down on her knees, her hands ran up my thighs, fingernails gently caressed me. My muscles twitched, mouth got dry, and my cock became harder and harder. Lilah gently slid her lips over my thick head, sliding her tongue down my cock from the tip all the way to the base. She dragged it back up my cock, dipping her tongue into the slit at the top of my head.

“Fuck, baby girl. That feels so good.” Lilah just looked up at me with lust and desire in her eyes. She took me deeper until my cock scraped the back of her throat, making her eyes water. Moving her head up and down, she gently took my balls in her hand, still sucking me so fucking deep. I put my hand on the back of her head, guiding her up and down. She moaned hungrily as she swirled her tongue around my head, taking me deep down her throat again. I threw my head back and moaned at the pleasure of her hot little mouth on me. My hips start to pump, I couldn’t help myself, her mouth was so fucking perfect. Lilah opened her jaw wider, letting me fuck her mouth, hand on the back of her head, pure lust on her face.

“Little Lark, you’re driving me crazy. You better stop if you don’t want me to cum in this hot little mouth.” Lilah just took me deeper, moaning, fingernails digging into my thighs. I growled as I thrust my rock hard cock in and out.

“Dirty dirty girl, is that want you want?” Lilah just moaned, the vibrations made me so close to cumming. “You better answer me, Little Lark.” She looked up at me, fire in her eyes as she moaned yes.

My hips pumped faster, I could feel my cock start to pulse. Then with a savage grunt, I thrust myself one last time into Lilah's mouth. Streams of my cum shot down her throat. Lilah swallowed it all and then licked her lips. Leaning forward, I crushed my lips to hers. Her tongue thrusting into my mouth, claiming it. It was a rough kiss, mirroring all our passion, all our love. I pulled back and took her chin in my big, rough hands.

“Goddamn, Little Lark. You are truly amazing.” Lilah just looked up at me with her beautiful green eyes, love radiating through them. I gently tugged her lace bodysuit down, letting me see her beautiful naked body.

Guiding her up onto my lap, her legs straddling me, I could feel how wet her tight little pussy was. She got up on her knees and lined herself up with my cock, still hard and ready to go. She eased my head into her pussy, slowly pushing down, taking all of me.

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