Page 61 of Torrid Passion
“I’m going to lie down and you’re going to straddle me, facing the other way.”
“I’m confused.”
“Trust me, you won’t be for long,” he chuckles.
“So my back will be facing you?”
“Exactly. You’re going to ride me dirty reverse cowgirl style.”
“Definitely not in my repertoire.”
“You said I could push you past your limits.”
I’ve waited three years for this. I’m not about to chicken out now.
“You’re right. I want anything but plain and predictable.”
“Good. We’re on the same page.” Loki lowers his back against the bed and crosses his arms behind his head. “Whenever you’re ready.” He’s just waiting, a sexy smile tugging from the corner of his lips.
I can do this.
I stand up on the bed, climb on top of him and lower myself until my hands rest against his legs.
“You have no idea how beautiful the view is from here,” he says.
“Comfy?” I ask, turning my head around.
“Very,” he smiles. “Now I want your luscious pussy to swallow my cock—all ten inches. Take your time. I’m in no rush.”
“Right.”
I hover over his erection. The sight is so sinful, my pussy is practically weeping. I hold onto his legs for support and slowly lower myself down onto his raging beast. I mean massive cock.
I pump up and down a few times, sliding further down each time.
“Oh, yeah,” he groans.
I look between my legs and gasp. I can’t believe I’ve only been able to take in a few inches of him.
That thing is a monster.
Determined, I pump a few more times.
“If you gyrate your hips in circles, it’ll be easier,” he tells me.
Copy that.
“Damn, your ass is a work of art.”
The compliment floods me with delight.
Fuelled, I circle my hips with more zeal, alternating between slowly sliding down against his cock and more forceful pumps.
“Ha!” I gasp when our skin touches.
“Fuck! You took me all in, Kyla,” Loki says.
Unbelievable.
