Page 564 of The Tempted

Keep you coming.

I added a third finger as her pleasure consumed her, making her forget all about the pain of her pussy being stretched.

“I can’t…I can’t take it anymore,” she begged.

“You can and you will,” I assured her, pulling my fingers out of her and having my tongue mimic the act.

Her ankles locked around my neck and she grew perfectly still, screaming out my name over and over, almost chanting it.

Give me more, girl.

All you got.

I reached up, gripped her thighs, my fingers digging into her flesh as I nuzzled her cunt with the tip of my nose, turning my head from side to side, the light stubble on my face, teasing her sensitive cunt.

“This is mine, Lace, you understand?” I sucked her into my mouth, gave her a little of the rough before my tongue gave her the gentle. “Mine,” I growled.

“Yours,” she panted.

Good girl.

“You ready for my cock?”

I murmured against her pussy, still humming from her back-to-back orgasms and pulled back to look up at her. She laid sprawled out on the counter, her chest rising and falling violently as she tried to catch her breath. I unlatched her legs from around my neck, dropping them so they dangled weightlessly over the ledge before standing up to lean over her.

My beautiful Lace.

Covered in a sheen of sweat, her hair sticking to her face and her cheeks flushed.

Best fucking memory I’ll ever have.

I pressed my mouth to hers, gently taking her hands and wrapping them around my neck.

She moaned against my mouth as I lifted her from the counter, my hands grabbed her by the ass and carried her to the middle of the room. I wished I would’ve thought this out better, but I wasn’t about to stop. I laid her out on my leather jacket figuring it was better than nothing. Not much but still it was something.

Next time I’d give her a bed.

Fuck, I’d cover the goddamn thing in roses if I could.

She deserved that.

And so much more.

I went to remove her hands from my neck but she tightened her hold on me as her eyes bore into mine.

Forever.

Right there staring back at me.

“I..,” she started, caressing my cheek with the back of her hand.

“Sshh,” I whispered, covering my mouth with hers as I brought her down onto her back. I stood up, undid my belt before unzipping my jeans. Her eyes watched intently as I removed my boots, then my jeans. I wrapped my hand around my cock that throbbed to be inside of her, giving it a few strokes of my hand, forcing myself to keep my eyes open as I groaned.

Her eyes widened as the roamed my body before lifting to meet mine. She crooked her finger, beckoning me down to her, and like a man without will, I dropped to my knees, covering her body with my own. She spread her legs, welcoming me between them as she wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned up to kiss me.

“Is this is real?” she whispered against my mouth. “Tell me I’m not dreaming, that my mind isn’t playing tricks on me,” she pleaded softly, pulling back to gaze into my eyes.

“It’s real,” I rasped. “You and me, we’re the real thing,” I promised, kissing her temple. “You okay? You tell me if you need me to stop,” I said, brushing my dick against her entrance.

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