Page 67 of Jaeda

“Y-yes . . .”

“She’s a greedy thing, ain’t she? It’s not enough to fill her with this dick. That clit needs attention too, huh, love?”

He strummed it again as his pace quickened slightly.

“What about these pretty ass nipples?”

His head dipped, and he nipped one of them with his teeth.

“Fuck!” I cried out, clawing at his back.

“That’s right, baby. Scratch me up. Use me to please you.”

He continued to suck my nipples and stroke my clit, all while fucking me harder.

“Oooo shit! Oooo fuck! What are you doing to me?”

“Taming this pussy just for me. Is she just for me, Jae?”

“Yes! Ooooh, God!”

“I can’t hear you, baby.”

His hips moved like he was galloping in my pussy. The sound of the bed squeaking coupled with my wetness and moans filled the room.

“Is. She. Just. For. Me?” he repeated with every stroke.

“Yes! Just for you, . . . only for you! Shit!”

Tears streamed down my cheeks while he fucked me so good. There was nothing raunchy about this. He was calculated, thorough, and passionate in pursuit of my orgasm. When he locked my arms above my head, all I could do was lie there and take the dick lashing he was giving. Every inch of my body coursed with so much pleasure.

I felt it from the tips of my toes to the crown of my head.

This was better than head. Better than my hand. Better than any old lambskin dildo. This was something that I was going to need every chance I got.

“I’m cumming . . .” I cried out hoarsely. “I’m gonna . . . fuck! I’m gonna cum!”

“Let me have it, love. Coat this dick like the good girl I know you are.”

My pussy didn’t need permission. She followed his command as a stream of screams and curse words left my lips. I was in full-blown tears of pleasure at this point. Quaid’s body stiffened, and I felt him release into the condom. He rested for a moment before looking down at me. Both of us were breathing heavily at this point. He captured my lips, kissing me deeply, his dick still throbbing inside of me.

“Y’all alive in there?” we heard from outside the bedroom door.

Both of our heads jerked in that direction.

“Titan?” Quaid called.

“It’s me, man!”

“Me, too!”

“Mia!” I shrieked.

“Girl, he was giving that shit to you, girl. We could hear you down the hall.”

“Get the fuck out of here!” I yelled.

Their laughter echoed as their footsteps trailed off. Moments later, we heard the front door close. Quaid and I looked at each other before bursting into laughter.

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