Page 413 of The Tempted

Holy fucking shit.

“You like the way you taste, don’t you?” I growled, as she sucked the head of my cock, her tongue twirling around it, licking off the moisture covering it from being deep inside of her. Her hands moved to cup my balls as she pulled me from her mouth, her tongue taking a long sweep along the length of my dick. She wrapped her other hand around my shaft, lifting it so her mouth could replace the hand that cupped my balls and she took one sac into her mouth.

Every thought vanished from my head as I thrust my dick into her hand.

Talk about owning shit. Lauren owned me right then and there. She didn’t even realize how she claimed me, ruining me for any other woman with that mouth of hers. That perfect fucking mouth.

Kitten gave good head.

Phenomenal head.

I take it back.

I’ll go carve our names in every fucking tree in Central Park.

Right after I come in her mouth.

“Shit, Kitten, I’m going to come,” I barked, as she jerked my cock one last time before dropping it. I think I whimpered, maybe I sobbed, but I didn’t come.

She licked her lips, shaking her head as she stood up.

“Not yet, Tiger, not until you bend me over and fuck me from behind,” she ordered. “Now where’s it gonna be big boy? Over the couch or on the floor?” she panted.

Kitten was going to kill me.

But it definitely wasn’t a bad way to go.

“On the floor,” I hissed, moving off the couch on wobbly legs. My dick throbbing. I worried if I didn’t get the fuck inside her I was going to combust. She laid down on the floor, rolling over onto her stomach and glanced over her shoulder.

“I’m waiting,” she reminded me, lifting her hips and spreading her legs just enough so I could see her pink, swollen flesh beckoning. I got down on my knees, sinking my teeth into one cheek of that perfect ass perched high in the air.

She yelped.

“It’s time I call the shots, Kitten,” I ground out, slapping her ass and bending my head to allow my tongue one lap along her pussy. I should tease her, make her beg for it but I’d just be torturing myself. I took my time though, appreciating the view and ran my hands over the slope of her back. She glanced over her shoulder at me as I leaned over and took a fistful of her hair.

“Gonna fuck you hard, think you can handle it?” I asked, pressing my mouth to the back of her neck.

“Try me,” she replied.

Dead.

But this was the sweetest Heaven I’d ever know.

She lifted her hips, urging me to enter, and that broke my resolve.

It was on. I knew it and she knew it too.

She laid her palms flat against the floor, bracing herself as I drove my cock deep inside her tight heat. I lost control, forgot about everything. All that mattered was filling her over and over again. She panted, she cried, and swore on everything holy and me? I fucked her like my life depended on it.

I was wild and reckless as I pounded her, slapping her ass and pulling her hair. It was rough, and I made no apologies about it. But Kitten didn’t need apologies, she needed more, more of my cock, more of my vulgar mouth that whispered how sweet her cunt was, more of me. She took everything I gave her and begged for more. When she screamed out my name and thanked God, I knew I had met my match.

I don’t even know what I shouted as I came and couldn’t even be sure it was English. My orgasm raged on, and Kitten’s perfect cunt milked every last drop of come I had. If she wasn’t pregnant already, she would’ve been after this, because that was the mother-load of loads.

I chuckled.

Mother-load of loads.

“Riggs!”

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