Page 22 of Taeja

“Wrap your leg around my waist,” he ordered, and she complied. Having better access, he eased another finger inside her and fucked her slowly. Using his other hand to wrap around her throat, he felt her back arch when he attached his lips to her neck and sucked the skin teasingly.

“Can you take one more?” he asked, his voice gruff from his arousal.

Taeja nodded. “Yes… Yes.”

Zain thrust another thick finger inside her while using his thumb to rub her engorged clit. Taeja released a loud moan at the increase in pleasure, making his dick strain against the confines of his pants.

“Faster,” she begged.

Zain gave her what she desired. He worked his fingers faster inside her, stretching her walls expertly while she grinded on his fingers.

Taeja’s moans were loud and breathy into the night. Paired with how fucking delicious she smelled, Zain’s restraint was being pushed to its limit.

A fine line stood between the resistance and driving his dick into her wet pussy.

Leaving a mark on her neck, he kissed along her skin until he met her mouth. Her lips were slightly parted, and he forced his tongue inside her warmmouth.

Taeja’s tongue danced with his and he tightened his grip around her throat, warning her that he was in control. She surrendered to his dominance, and he smirked against her lips.

He loved her obedience.

“Fuck, Taeja,” Zain hissed into the kiss when she clenched around his fingers. “If you keep doing that, I won’t be able to hold back any longer.”

Her lips grazed his as she replied, “I don’t want you to hold back.”

Breaking away from the kiss completely, he looked down at her as she threw her head back and closed her eyes. Her naturally curly hair blew in the wind, joining her sweet moans and whimpers. Her beauty was mesmerizing.

“When I fuck you for the first time—” He paused to slide a thin dress strap off her shoulder, exposing her breast. “—it won’t be on the balcony of my parents’ house.” He captured her breast with his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue around the hardened brown bud.

Taeja pushed her chest out, forcing more of her breast into his mouth. Zain glanced up at her, becoming taken aback by her features again.

He released her breast and stood upright to admire her. “If only you could see how good you look taking my fingers,” he said, then removed one finger to curl the two that remained, stimulating her G-spot and making her more feverish.

“I’m gonna…” Taeja’s words died off to the back of her throat. She rolled her hips, chasing her orgasm while matching his pace.

“Keep riding my fingers. Just like that.”

Her juices leaked all over his hand while her walls tightened around his fingers. This woman was maddening. A sex symbol on long, slender legs.

“Taeja…” he said, his voice raspy.

Her eyes peeked open to watch him in an ecstasy-filled haze. “Zain?”

“Scream my name so the neighbors can hear you.”

And she did.

“Zain!” Taeja screamed so loudly and unabashedly, that he would’ve thought they were in the privacy of their bedroom. Her walls squeezed him as her climax consumed her with powerful waves.

Zain was convinced her pussy would never let him go.

And it didn’t until she dismounted her high.

He licked his lips as his eyes raked over her face. “That’s my girl.”

Taeja smiled, her eyes shining at his words of affirmation. Zain carefully slipped his fingers out of her, then trailed her juices along her lips before he kissed her.

Sweet.

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