Page 97 of Stolen Kiss

She let out a small scream in pleasure.

Her fingers moved through my hair, and she gripped it tight before pulling on it.

I hooked her leg over my shoulder, and ate her out like the desperate man I was, my need for her outweighing anything and everything.

“Fuck me,” she begged, the muscles of her inner thighs shaking around me. My actions grew more frantic. I moved my hand down and pushed the pad of my thumb gently on her opening, and I swiped my tongue across her slit before entering.

Her moans grew louder.

I loved every single noise coming out of her. I couldn’t get enough.

“Come for me,” I said, moving my fingers inside. One, then two fingers, before I moved them in and out of her roughly.

She squirmed, and I looked up from where I was still kneeling by the edge of the bed, meeting her eyes. I shot a wink her way before I went back to eating her out.

“Jensen! Fuck, I’m so close. Just keep moving like that. Yes, like that.”

She came around my face.

I quickly swiped my tongue across her opening, taking in all of her juices before standing up. I quickly reached for the condoms I kept on the nightstand and tore one packet open with my teeth.

When I looked back at Emilia, her eyes were barely open, the skin on her cheeks and chest was flushed, and her chest pushed in and out harshly with every erratic breath she took.

She watched me sheath myself before I moved back into her. I lined myself up at her entrance, and she wrapped her arms around me. Our eyes met and held, and without saying anything, I plunged myself inside her.

Her mouth opened in a soundless scream just as I thrust my hips.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Had it ever felt like this with anyone?

Her hands moved down my back, her blunt nails digging into my skin, the pain spurring me on. She probably drew blood, and the thought made me frantic with need.

I moved faster against her.

Harder.

Rougher.

Just like she wanted.

Leaning down, I took her lips in a fierce kiss, my hips never losing momentum. It wasn’t long before I felt her shake beneath me.

I pulled away just in time to see her eyes cloud over in want.

I moved in three long thrusts, my balls hitting against her skin, before pulling back and moving in short, shallow thrusts.

Each time I rammed inside her, her nails bit down harder on my skin. I kept going at it until, with a cry, she came around me.

I didn’t hold back then.

Two more deep thrusts and I was coming.

I let out a low groan, burying my face in the space between her neck and shoulder, and I let myself go completely.

I didn’t know how long we stayed like that.

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