Page 149 of Beautifully Reckless

The old me would have been mortified by what he just said, but the me here and now giggles, nodding, and kind of liking that I’m the one who broke his dry spell.

“Does this feel good?” he asks, one finger inside me and the others assaulting my clit in the best way.

“It would feel better if you were inside me,” I admit, needing more.

“Okay, Angel, but just so you know, I’m going to cum inside you. Fill your sweet cunt to the brim with my seed. I want to know my DNA is mingling with yours and getting absorbed into your body so you know I’m always with you.”

“Oh God.” I nearly climax from his words, but he releases my clit and slips his finger from inside me, simmering my raging pleasure.

“Your turn, Abs.” He shoots me a wink. “Put me inside you. Take what you need.”

I’m so ravenous for him I barely think twice about what happened on the couch before. Rising up on his lap, my gaze drops between my legs to see him gripping his cock, giving it a couple of pumps before letting me take over. I’m glad my baby bump isn’t too big yet or I feel like seeing between my legs might be nearly impossible, and hell, this sight is something else.

“Fuuuck, Angel. The way it feels to have you touch my cock.”

His words. This position. It has me feeling powerful. In charge. Like this is my show and I can enjoy this without being taken over.

Rising up as far as I can, I line his dick up, his fat tip at my entrance as our eyes lock.

“You want to sink inside me?” I ask him, feeling bold, and his deep growl and the way his hands dart to the arm of the chair and his fingers dig in tells me he’s desperate for it.

Everything about him, about us has me taking the next step, and I slowly insert his girth inside me.

It’s not as stingy as it was before, the bite a lot less, and I guess that’s because I’m not as tense. I’m practically gagging for his dick right now.

Letting go of his shaft, I let my body do the rest, slowly sinking down onto his thick rod, watching his eyes roll into the back of his head as we both moan loudly.

“Oh… my…”

“Colour,” he grits between clenched teeth.

“Green,” I rush out before biting my lip.

The moment I go to rise, his strong hands grip my hips and hold me in place.

“Fuck, Angel. Give me a second,” he pants, clearly struggling with how good this feels. “I haven’t been balls deep in a long time. I don’t want to come just yet.”

I giggle, watching his almost pained expression turn into a smile as he tugs me closer, our chests mashing together.

“Grind on me, Angel. Mash your pretty clit against me and feel how fucking deep my cock hits.”

Oh man. His words have me about ready to explode again, but I do what he says, rocking back and forth, grinding on him, and feeling him impossibly deep.

It feels amazing. Better than amazing. I don’t think there’s even a word to describe it, and as I grind and he takes it, he presses his forehead to mine, his eyes boring into my soul.

“Tell me you’re close,” he rasps, his finger biting into my hips, and hell this time, I hope they leave marks.

“Yes. So close.”

“That’s good, Abbey. You are so fucking beautiful. Such a good fucking girl for me,” he pants, his filthy mouth adding to my pleasure. “Fuck, I want to come inside you. Mark you with me forever.”

“Yes,” I gasp, grinding and letting his gravelly tone and words catapult me to the edge.

And a grind later, I come hard.

I cry out, feeling his hands gripping my hips, taking over the rhythm as he grinds me back and forth, riding my climax out longer.

Finally a roar bursts from his lips as he comes too, filling me exactly the way he wanted.

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