Page 69 of Resurfaced Passion
“I like you touching me too. So much. Are we going to…”
“Going to what, baby? Say it.” in and out, he used only one finger pushed inside her and he crooked it against the wall of her pussy until he found cushiony gold. She bucked and moaned. “Are we going to fuck yet?”
“I am fucking you.” He showed her how by drilling her in fast succession.
Paige went wild and came all down his hand in a shuddering cry.
She was so fucking incredible.
Not even giving her a moment he removed his hand and brought it around the front, using his thumb this time, nicely wet, to nestle inside her folds and find the place that made Paige moan and try to jerk away from his hand.
At some point in her orgasm she’d latched onto his neck, he felt her nails there and loved it.
“Does this hurt, baby?” One long stroke on her clit.
She whined. “Yes.”
Poor sensitive girl.
One more and she angled her hips deeper into his hand, seeking more. He could sit here all night with her over his lap just making her come over and over again.
“Don’t do the interview, Paige.” He rasped against her cheek, licking the flushed cheek, he tasted salt and sweetness.
“Why?Oh, my god. Reaper.” Hands clutched into his hair, he’d only needed to ply her with a little pressure for her to spill over into another orgasm, this one she rode out by popping her hips.
“I could get you so cock-drunk you’ll agree to anything.” He caressed the shiver that erupted through her.
Before she could speak, he flipped her onto her back and crawled between her legs, mouth already watering, and she gave him that smile. His Paige smile that tied him into tortured knots.
“Open up, baby. Let me earn my right.”
Paige sighed, and from his hunched position, he watched her gorgeous legs part for him. He went at her slowly with his tongue, from top to bottom before sucking the little bud. Her enjoyment was his pleasure. He got off on seeing and feeling how quickly she softened and let go.
His Paige.
His fixation.
His love.
He was going to do what he hadn’t allowed himself to do and that was love her with every part of himself.
His voice raw, he kissed her inner thigh. “Open your eyes, Paige.” They pinged open. “See me,” he rasped.
Pleading.
“I do. I do see you.Oh, Jesus god.”
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Shivers spread over the whole of Paige’s body in a tidal wave of sensation bringing her awake in a rush of 1…2…3 seconds. Heart pounding, nerve endings tingly, she took a big gulp of air. Either she was having the best dream ever or Reaper couldn’t wait for her to wake up.
Seconds later when her eyes fluttered open she saw it was the latter as her neck, on its own accord, arched back, body undulating with need beneath the warm covers.
He was making out with her pussy.
Deep, seducing kisses that pulled heat directly from deep in her core.
Oh, sweet Moses. Paige looked down and then flung her head back on the soft pillow and mewled a cry she couldn’t hold in.
