Page 21 of Only Ever Yours

I combust around his thick fingers, feeling his warm tongue gliding, flickering all around my clit. I’m spiraling, white light bursting behind my eyelids while I scream into his pillow.

He gives me no recovery time—my pussy still spasming—when I feel him slam into me from behind. His large hands roughly grip my hips and pull me back onto his hard, thick cock.

So fucking full.

“Take that dick,” his voice is a deep growl. “My fucking dirty girl. You want it hard.”

He knows it. There’s no question.

He’s pounding into me, my moaning spurring him on, and I’m quickly on the verge of climaxing again.

His dick is magical, taking me to fucking heaven with every thrust. My eyes flutter shut. I’m drifting off into the sweet abyss, feeling like I’m about to have the most powerful orgasm ever.

“Fuck me harder, Jay.” My greedy pussy wants his dick.

It’s like I’m floating into another realm. My moaning gets louder—so loud I’m almost screaming—and I can’t fucking breathe.

He knows I’m about to come and picks up his pace, slamming into me. My insides are about to explode.

Just when I feel like I’m about to fly over the edge, He yanks me back by the hair, forcing me to face him.

“You better fucking look at me when you come on my dick,” he demands.

I gaze into his gorgeous eyes, while his stare burns into mine.

“Now, be a good girl and come on my fucking dick, Baby.”

And I do.

He watches as he takes my soul from me.

My pussy spasms around his thick shaft while I scream into the pillow for a second time.

Then suddenly—he pulls out.

I whimper at the loss, missing the stretch and his fullness as soon as he slips free. My pussy throbs, already aching for him to fill me once more.

Jaydon shifts, leaning back against the headboard. His muscular chest is covered in a sheen of sweat, rising and falling with heavy breaths.

His cock stands proudly between us, thick and glistening with my arousal. He’s so fucking hard—it makes my mouth water.

Strong arms reach out gripping my hips and pull me directly over his throbbing cock.

“Hands on the headboard, Peachy,” he commands.

I obey instantly, curling my fingers around the cool wood as I straddle him, hovering just above his needy length.

“Now put that pretty pussy on my dick… and ride.”

I lower myself slowly, savoring every inch as he fills me again. The stretch is unreal, even after everything he’s already done to me. I’m so sensitive. My head falls back, and I moan out loud, the sound echoing off the hotel walls.

“Fuuuck,” I gasp, grinding my hips down, rocking into him. “You feel so good.”

He twitches inside me, a low growl vibrating in his chest as his hands clamp down on my hips, guiding my rhythm.

“Yeah, Baby. Just like that,” he pants, eyes locked on where our bodies meet. “You were made for this. Made to ride my dick.”

I pick up the pace, chasing the high, chasing release once more. My thighs tremble, my nails dig into the headboard, and he meets every roll of my hips with a brutal upward thrust that jolts moans straight from my lungs.

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