Page 366 of One More Kiss

Silas

With my eyeslocked on hers, I suck her sweet pussy into my mouth, playing with her pulsing little nub that is begging for my undivided attention. Her back arches immediately. Her head thrown back along with it, causing her soft hair to tickle against my thighs and stomach. She tastes so sweet. So naughty and forbidden, my cock pulses with the thought.

I can’t touch this woman, and yet I am.

I have her straddling my face as I lick her dripping pussy that is so hungry, she can’t help but grind against my mouth. And I want it. All of it. I want to watch as she loses her mind over me. Her hands up in her hair. Caressing her perfect tits. Pinching her pale-pink nipples.

Her inhibitions are gone. Her desire taking over.

And fuck.

How I’ve dreamed of this moment with her.

The way I’d eat her. The way she’d suck me down. How I’d make her scream. How dirty she would go for me. All of it and yet, she is so lovely she puts every fantasy to shame. Her eyes. Those pretty eyes on me. As my tongue and lips and mouth eat at her. She’s not embarrassed. Especially when her hands run through my hair while she grinds herself against me. Seeking a pleasure I’m crazy to give her.

“That’s it,” I tell her softly, my hands groping the globes of her ass. Pushing her deeper into my face. Splitting her ass cheeks apart. Finding all the ways to give her pleasure. “Do you want to come like this?”

“Yes.” More mindless grinding, her hands now back on her breasts. “So good. Tell me what you’re going to do to me.”

Shit. She likes dirty talk.

I blow cool air on her and she moans.

“Right after you come all over my face and I’m done licking your pussy clean, I’m going to lower you down my body and slam you down on me. Straight onto my cock. Then I’m going to fuck you till you scream.”

A hiss and a gasp as my lips suck her in, my tongue flicking at her clit as my fingers slide inside her, pumping in and out.

“Tell me more. Please,” she begs, getting so close her body is trembling and she’s having trouble staying upright.

“I’m going to watch your pretty tits bounce as I fuck you. I’m going to take you hard at first. Pound into you. And just as you get close to coming, I’m going to go slow. Build you up. Drive you crazy. But that’s only the beginning. I’m going to fuck you all night, Delaney. All week you’re going to be sore, thinking about how good I gave it to you every time you move.”

“Yes, yes. Oh fuck, Silas. Yes!”

A few more grinds while my fingers find her G-spot and she’s coming. Hard. Wet. Sloppy. Delicious. Her hands slam into the wall above my headboard, her face falling into them while she mindlessly rocks along my face, and I continue to lick her, dragging every ounce of her orgasm out of her. But the second she starts to slow, the second she starts to whimper and sag, I pick her up by her hips, drag her down my body, and slam her down on my cock.

Just as I said I would.

I should be careful. I should be diligent. I should absolutely know better, and I do.

But not right now…

I want this woman like I’ve never wanted another, and I need it to be like this. I need her to feel me. To take my body into hers. So deeply. So fully.

“Yes.” A cry. A plea.

And the feel of her. My god, the feel of her.

I am home. Inside her, this is where I am meant to be.

Fuck reality. I hate anything beyond this moment. Because it cannot be just here and now. It has to be like this always.

With my hands on her hips, I lift her again and drive her down on me just as my hips thrust up. Over and over, I fuck her like this. Hard. Rough. So deep I’m buried to the hilt. Our bodies pumping, seeking, destroying as one. I don’t go easy, and I don’t go light. I fuck her the way I’ve been dying to fuck her since I first laid eyes on her. Savage with a hint of sweetness on the back end. Because her pretty face is enough to remind me that God is real, and life might have a purpose for me after all.

Or maybe not since this is a hot and dirty fuck before my brother’s ex leaves my life for good.

Her pussy drinks my cock in, sucking it deep and holding on for dear life. She’s tight. And hot. And fucking wet. And Christ, she feels like a heaven I never dared imagine.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” It’s a rhythmic pattern as she bounces on me. Digs forward so her clit can slide against my pelvic bone. Her dark hair is everywhere. Her blue eyes on mine. My hands all over her tits and it’s like fuck yesss! Yes! I am inside Delaney Banks.

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