Page 148 of Under the Lights

But as she began to fall to her knees, I shook my head, my hand shooting out to grab her throat.

“No fucking way.” Surprise and a flicker of hurt flashed through her eyes as I pulled her up, my thumb stroking her soft skin. “You don’t kneel for me tonight, Darlin’. You meet me eye to eye while you’re riding my cock. Show me you own me as much as I own you.”

Sierra didn’t argue as I dragged her over to the bed. I released her after dropping a heated kiss on her lips. Pulling off my shirt and sliding my jeans and briefs down my legs, I positioned myself on the bed.

Hungrily, I traced the lines of her body with my eyes as she gracefully climbed on top of me. I’d never seen anything more beautiful.

“Spit on it. I want you to slide that pussy over my cock.”

“Wait — really? You want me to spit on it?” Her cheeks heated, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.

“Yup. Make it sloppy, Darlin’.” I clasped my hands behind my head.

Eyes glued to my twitching cock, she puckered her lips. Sierra’s spit hit my length, and I raised my eyebrows challengingly, silently spurring her on.

Pre-cum was dripping onto my abdomen as she scooted up, her pussy hovering so close over me. All I wanted to do was grab her and force her down. I was too impatient to have her again. It was just never enough.

Keeping my hands interlocked behind my head was a huge effort, my muscles clenching in protest. Finally, she droppeddown, her soaked lips gliding over the sensitive underside of my cock, and I moaned unashamedly.

“Just like that. Fuck, you’re so wet for me already.” I grunted, my fingers twitching, wanting to dig into her flesh, get my hands on that peach of an ass.

Sierra rocked her hips, faster and faster, and my resolve declined with every slide of her wet cunt.

“Can I ride you now?” She panted, and something inside of me lit up at her waiting for my cue, my permission. She was really letting go for me now, and it was the most beautiful thing.

“Such a good girl, asking so politely.” I smiled lazily at her. “Take my cock and stuff this tight pussy with it.”

My whole length was coated in her sticky arousal, sliding into her almost with no resistance, as she finally impaled herself on it with a choked moan. Her head lolled back, and her eyes were glazed over with lust.

Fuck if that didn’t make my balls pull up tight.

“That’s it, ride me, Goddess.”

“Shit, you feel so good.” Her hands were braced on my ribcage as she started to fuck me, her tits bouncing in the most delicious way.

“Fuck, look at you.” I threw my head back, watching her work my cock under hooded lids. Pleasure flooded every cell of my body, the base of my spine already tingling suspiciously.

I wouldn’t last long, and yet I heard myself moaning, “Don’t stop.”

“You’re c-crazy if you think I’m … I’m stopping now,” she breathed, her eyes fixing me in place, putting me under her spell.

This was her renaissance — her submission and declaration of independence at the same fucking time. The emotions tying us together, binding us, were so complex, so many-faceted, I had no words to describe them.

All I knew was, she owned me just as much as I owned her.

“Need you to come on my cock. You’remine. Say it. Say it again,” I grunted.

Her skin was glowing with a faint sheen of sweat, strands of hair sticking to her neck. The wild moans leaving her mouth drove me to the brink of fucking insanity.

Breathless and her legs shaking, she panted, “I’m yours.”

I bucked my hips up, desperate to get her there with me. She straightened up, a real fucking sight to behold now, changing the angle of her hips, and went over the edge without so much as a warning.

“Oh, fuck!” she cried out, her walls clamping down on me, strangling me so hard it almost hurt.

But I welcomed the pain, as the telltale twinge at the base of my spine exploded into a surge of heat through my entire body.

“That’s it, Goddess. Take what you need from me.”

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