Page 10 of Keegan's Promise

Her head falls back on a soft moan as she slowly sinks down, both of us working together to get me inside. Her pussy wraps around the head of my cock, squeezing like a vise.

I choke out a curse, trying to keep it together. It’s not fucking working though. Christ, she feels too goddamn good.

“Jesus, baby,” I groan. “You feel like heaven.”

“Keegan,” she whimpers in response, sinking further.

I keep playing with her, grinding against her clit. I lean up, capturing one hard nipple between my teeth. She sobs and bucks against me. I feel her hymen tear around my cock, but if she feels it, she doesn’t even flinch.

She’s too busy babbling my name and coming all over me.

Nothing has ever felt better than the way her inner muscles ripple and flutter all over my cock as a flood of her juices trickles between us. I growl, yanking her all the way down on me.

I try like hell to give her a minute to adjust. Really, I do. But she’s rocking against me like she can’t stop herself, my name falling from her lips like an aria.

My fingers dig into her hips as I lift her up and then drop her. That only makes her clamp down around me even tighter.

“Fuck,” I growl. “This perfect pussy is so goddamn tight, Landry.”

“I-I’m sorry!” she cries like that’s a bad thing. Like I’m complaining.

“I’m not.” I drag her nipple through my teeth again, bouncing her on my cock. The way my piercing drags along her inner walls is fucking magical. The way she whimpers and clenches and bucks is heaven. “Christ. I could fuck you like this all day. This perfect pussy is heaven wrapped around my cock.”

She whimpers softly…an agreement, I think.

“Ride me, baby. Take what you need from me,” I order, desperate to see her using me to get herself there. I need to see it on levels I can’t even explain. This is her cock now, property of Landry. Maybe I’ll get that shit tattooed right above it, make sure she knows every damn day that it’s reserved just for her.

Her thighs clench around my hips, her nails digging into my chest again as she lifts herself up and then sinks down again, trying to find a rhythm. It doesn’t take her long before she’s knocking my world out of orbit, bouncing on my cock like she was born to do it.

She slams herself down on me again and again, landing with a soft cry of ecstasy every single time. My gaze flickers to her face, and then the way her full breasts bob, and then to where my dick disappears inside her, only to reappear covered in her juices. I can’t keep my damn eyes off her. She’s a goddess above me, riding me like I’m her favorite toy.

“Harder, Landry,” I growl, yanking her down on me to force myself deeper. “Fuck me like you mean it, sweetness.”

She does. Christ, she does. She lifts damn near all the way off before slamming herself down. Again. And then again.

My head kicks back, pleasure so intense it borders on pain blasting through me with every goddamn thrust. I don’t want this to end. I want to stay right here like this, on my back with this woman above me. But my body refuses to cooperate. She feels too good. She looks too good.Allof this is too good.

Her inner muscles flutter again, and I know I’m not going to be able to hold it off this time. I’m too damn close to the edge.

“Come all over your man, baby,” I rasp, my voice choked with pleasure. “Soak me. Fucking ruin me, Landry.”

She drops again and then again before a sharp cry leaves her lips. I buck my hips when she drops a third time, planting myself as deep as I can get as she shatters around me, her body convulsing atop mine as waves of pleasure wrack her.

They pull me under with her, drowning me in ecstasy. I growl her name, cum shooting up my shaft as I drain myself in her, every last fucking drop. The pleasure is overwhelming and unrelenting, so damn good it borders on pain.

She drops on top of me, landing against my chest with a sweet sigh I feel in my soul. My arms close around her, holding her tightly as my heart races. We both suck in air in big gulps, shaking our way through aftershocks.

“Perfect,” I rasp against her ear, pressing my lips against her skin in an adoring, worshipful kiss. “You’re so fucking perfect, sweetness.”

“Keegan,” she sighs sweetly, stealing every damn piece of my heart.

I don’t mean to do it, but with her in my arms and my cock still buried inside her, drifting off is like breathing. It just fucking happens. I dream of her, of taking her back to Silver Spoon Falls. Of my ring on her finger and my kid in her belly.

And I wake gasping when she dissolves in front of my eyes in the dream, as if she were never there at all. My heart pounds, panic coursing through me as I instinctively reach for her, desperate to reassure myself that she’s still right here with me…

But she isn’t.

My hand closes around a piece of paper on her pillow.

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