Page 106 of Explorer's Revenge
“You like that, big guy? You’ll like my pussy more, so stop fucking around.” She lets go and slaps my side.
“I’m big, Maeve. You know that?—”
“And I can take you, so shut the fuck up,” she snaps, “or I’ll find one of the others.” She goes to move past me, so I slam herdown, circling her throat with my fingers and squeezing until her eyes bug from her head.
“Not tonight you won’t,” I promise darkly. “You’ll be here until morning, and even then, I won’t have had my fill.” Yanking the dress up higher, I rip her thong and toss it aside before I shove my pants down. “Such a fucking brat.”
“You love it,” she teases with a grin, but it falls away when she feels me at her entrance. We’ve all been tested and talked about safety—not a very sexy conversation, but necessary—so I know tonight, I can take her raw. She even asked me to.
Tightening my hand on her neck, I force her to look at me as I push into her, slow and steady even as she wiggles, wanting it faster. Every time she does, I stop until she relents. “Good girl,” I praise, and then I slam all the way inside her, letting her feel every long, hard inch of me.
Her cry of pleasure is like music to my ears, so I pull out and slam back in until she makes it again. Her fingers dig into my shoulders before they slide down to my ass and grip it as I flex, fucking her as her chest arches.
“Fuck, you should see yourself,” I praise in a rush. “So goddamn beautiful. Wait.” Standing, I lift her, and she gasps, clinging to me as I carry her to the huge mirror in the corner of my room. I bought it for vlogging and Aiy, but as I lower and spin her, it does the trick. Her hands press to the glass as I kick her legs open and press inside her.
She looks so fucking small in front of me, even though she isn’t. I just dwarf her. Her sleek, tan skin glows in the low lighting of my room, and her breasts move with the force of my thrusts, her perfect pink nipples ripe for sucking.
She’s sin incarnate right now and all mine.
“We look good together,” she rasps as she pushes back, using the mirror for leverage. “You should put a mirror above your bed so you can watch me ride you.”
“Jesus.” My cock throbs at her thought, and that’s what I’ll be doing tomorrow, but right now, I focus on her. My mouth brushes her ear as I bottom out inside her, giving her every inch before tilting her forward to drag it over her G-spot. “If you’re a good girl, I’ll let you come until you can’t see anymore.”
“Me? Good? Never.” She leans back into me, squeezing her cunt around my length until I yank on her hips and drive into her. “But if you’re bad, I’ll let you fuck me until you can’t walk.”
Maeve fucking Carter is the only person to ever meet my challenges with one of her own, and I can’t wait to find out which one of us is wrong.
My palm presses against the mirror above hers as the slap of our bodies joining fills my bedroom. My chest heaves with my breath, every muscle locking up as I hold back my release. She’s just so fucking sexy, so hot and wet, dripping down my cock, but I won’t come until she does.
We have all night to enjoy each other. All of our lives, actually.
“Call me that again,” she mutters, her eyes shutting as I nip her ear.
“Call you wh—” My lips tilt in a smile. “My good girl?”
I feel her clench around me and chuckle. “So, you misbehave, but you like to be called my good girl.” I bite her earlobe until she hisses and opens her eyes. I meet her gaze in the mirror. “Good to know. Now come for me, my good girl. I want to feel you drench my cock with it. I want them all to hear.”
My hand slides around her neck, lifting her again, while my other one grips her hip. She gasps as I drive into her until she falls over the edge, writhing on my cock, but I still fuck her, moving harder, faster, until one release flows into the next. She claws at my hand and arm, the slight pain making me roar as I slam into her, my release exploding from my cock.
Falling forward into the mirror, I keep her pinned in place as we pant. I leave my dick deep inside her, keeping my cum where I want it. When I eat her later, I want to taste us mixed together.
Her eyes open as she relaxes into my hold, and I tilt her head up, kissing her as I recover. “Good boy,” she teases, and my softening cock quickly hardens again, making her laugh.
“Oh, that’s it, Maeve. You’re in for it now,” I warn.
“Oh, I’m so scared,” she teases. “How ever will I survive multiple orgasms? Oh, wait . . .”
“Such a fucking brat,” I grumble as I smile, meeting her eyes in the mirror again as I hear the others downstairs, talking and laughing. She must hear them, too, because her smile matches mine.
Our family is in our home, and none of us have ever been happier.
Who knew this is where we would end up? Not me, but I have everything I could ever dream of and more, and I’ll spend the rest of my years exploring this happiness with them.
Lifting her, I stumble to the bed and lower us down. “Now, time for round two,” I say as she groans, but she screams not long after, just like I wanted and promised.
EPILOGUE
A year later . . .
