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He sucks on my neck, then slowly kisses down my chest as my body thrums with desire. Swirling his tongue along the edge of my belly button, he moves lower, kissing across my hips and downto my pelvis. Then he grabs my thighs and lifts them up, sweeping his tongue between my legs and feasting on me.
“Justin…”
“You taste so damn good. I couldn’t resist a little snack.”
He sucks on my clit one last time, then sits back, roughly fingering me as he strokes his thick cock.
“Please,” I whimper.
“Please what, darlin’?”
“I need you inside me before I come again.”
He lets out a shuddery breath, then grabs my thighs again. “As you wish, wifey.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
JUSTIN
Jade’s drenchedpussy teases my tip as I line myself up at her entrance.
When she stood in front of me, so vulnerable, asking if this was real, all I wanted was to say the right words to prove to her it is. Now, I need to show her she’s mine in every way.
“Once I take this pussy, it belongs to me. No one else will ever touch you again. Understand?”
She stares at me, wide-eyed, then nods fervently.
“Take me. I’m yours. As long as you know it goes both ways. Your cock is now my personal toy. You belong to me.”
Those words alone send me flying toward the edge. They’re all I’ve wanted for weeks now. For her to see herself as mine and claim me as hers.
Holding her thighs tightly, I press inside her.
“Fuck… yes,” she whines.
“Grab the vibrator and tease your clit. I need to feel you come on my cock this time.”
She scrambles for it and turns it on, moaning the second it touches her.
I feel a hint of the vibrations too, and I have to take a second to calm myself down.
Jade wiggles her hips in frustration. “Move.”
“One second,” I rasp.
After a few deep breaths, I’m back in control and ready to claim what’s mine.
I move in and out of her in long, hard strokes. She lets go, giving in to pleasure. I soak in the delicious sounds of her whimpers and moans, but it’s the hazy look on her face that has me barreling toward the edge.
“Harder,” she breathes.
Hand on the side of her neck and thumb brushing her throat, I drive into her over and over.
“Justin,” she whimpers, then she’s pulsing around me, and it takes all my effort to hold back my orgasm because I’m not done yet. I still need more. So much more of her.
God, she’s stunning like this. Splayed out, beautiful body flushed and trembling from her orgasm, all her soft curves slick with sweat.
She turns the vibrator off and sets it aside, then her eyes lock on mine.
