Page 223 of Cruel Devotion

She likes it, just as much as me.

I remained right there, deep inside of Moni, my cock throbbing within that tight pussy.

Unable to move because it felt so fucking good.

The sensation was nothing short of sublime. The warm, wet embrace of her pussy enveloped my cock completely, every curve and contour.

Time stood still.

A symphony of sensory bliss.

So powerful I could feel the rhythm of her heart and mine, moving together.

As though entranced by some mystical enchantment, I continued to gaze down at Moni. The sight was an intense revelation, her beautiful body beneath me, those full breasts with stiff dark brown nipples, the feel of her soft skin on my hands, and my cock buried deep within her.

This primal desire seized hold of my very being.

Shivering, she looked up at me.

Hunger laced my voice. “What does Moni say now?”

She shivered again. “Fuck me.”

Groaning, I slowly slipped my cock out to only slide it back. “Oh. God. Moni.”

She moaned.

I did it again, slipping it out of her wet pussy and sliding my cock right back in. “Sofuckinggood.”

She whimpered.

I may never let her leave the East.

Either way, I continued.

Somehow, I found an understanding beyond words of how to fuck her. It was a realization that surpassed the physical layers ofskin and muscle, seeping into the depths of my mind, heart, and soul.

Our bodies moved in sync, slowly at first. Each thrust was an exploration—an expression of desire.

The scent of our sex filled the air.

Then, her hands grasped my shoulders. “Yes, Lei.”

Her beautiful eyes locked onto mine and she began to meet each of my movements.

Lightening pleasure burst into my cock.

Oh no. No.

I could feel my climax surging up my cock.

Goddamn it. She’s too fucking good.

I pulled out of her slick, throbbing center and gasped for air.

Concentrate. Stay in control.

Moni widened her eyes. “Come back to me.”

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