Page 68 of The Riley Effect

I pump a finger in and out, setting a leisurely pace that I know is going to make her feisty.

I add a second finger and slowly kiss all my favorite parts of her body. Her sexy hips. Her toned tummy. The curve of her perfect ass. Her taut nipples.

“God, do you know how amazing these tits are?”

Before she can answer, I sink a third finger into her tight pussy, stretching just enough for me to enter.

“Damn baby, I’ll never get sick of this.”

I tug on each nipple and am rewarded with a moan. I make sure to give each one a hard tug, so Ivy gets the kind of love she begged for.

She only lasts a couple more pumps of my fingers, and once my mouth lands back on her clit, she pulls my hair as she comes, igniting my primal instincts.

I pull off her and reach for my wallet beside the table. Ivy’s hand is on mine.

“I’m on birth control.”`

“Are you sure?”

She nods confidently, still trying to catch her breath.

“Can you turn over for me, Angel?”

Ivy on all fours is a view that rivals any sight I’ve seen. I fist my hand around my cock and give it a couple of pumps.

“God, baby,” I place a kiss on her perfect ass.

“Your ass in the air like this is so damn sexy.” I slap her ass–hard. Ivy moans. “You like that, Angel?”

“Yes!” She reaches and wraps her hand around my pulsing cock.

“Please, Jalen,” she begs.

“Since you asked so nicely.”

I line myself up and push into her in one swift motion, giving her no time to adjust.

“God, Jalen,” she cries.

My fingers curl into her hips, meeting mine every time she rocks back.

“You have to be quiet, baby. We don’t need my teammates hearing us. The thrill of being caught makes it so much sexier. Doesn’t it?”

Her round ass bounces whenever I enter her, and I use it to anchor myself to her. I bend over, my chest flush with her back.

“Is this what you wanted? Am I fucking you hard enough?”

“Mmm-hmm,” she whimpers.

And, the sound makes me lose control. I flip her over and sink right back into her. The pace is chaotic, and I’m doing everything I can to not come before I can give her another orgasm.

Ivy’s body arches.

“Yes, Jalen, right there, baby.”

She reaches and grabs my chain, using it to help her climb her way back up my body. We are a mixture of whimpers and incoherent words as we both reach our moment of ecstasy. As Ivy arches her back, she pulls on the gold chain. It snaps.

Ivy’s body slams back onto the bed, and we both fall into a fit of laughter.

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