Page 41 of Claimed By Him

She sat up and pulled her shirt off, making me feel a little drunk when I saw her tits bounce free in front of my face. Christ, they were so perfect, weighty but still perky, golden Italian skin with dark nipples.

I rose up and wrapped my arms around her waist, burying my face between her tits. Fiona sighed with need, watching me, and running her nails through my hair while I started to lick her skin.

My tongue circled her hardened nipple and sucked it into my mouth. Rolling it with my tongue, I could feel her trembling pleasure when she arched her back to press her tit into my mouth. After another few rolls with my tongue, I gave it one last lick, dragging the rough part of my tongue up against her sensitive nipple, making her gasp, and push herself down against me.

I rubbed my face against her tits before giving the next nipple the same treatment. By the time I was done, she was pushing me back down and kissing me again.

The room was still dark though I knew morning was coming. I pulled the blanket up over her back before pushing my hands back down and pulling her little shorts off. Her naked body under the blanket was warm and smooth, and even though my arm was killing me, I pushed through the pain just to let my hands touch every part of her body.

She made work of getting my underwear down my legs until I could kick them off my feet. This sleepy, warm, and sensual kind of sex was a whole new experience for us. I wanted to take it slow but fuck, my dick just begged to be inside her.

Fiona pressed down against me, running her hot and wet pussy along my rigid dick.

“Fuck, baby,” I groaned. “I need to be inside you.”

She paused for a second, then moved to the side, and pulled her bedside drawer open. I watched as she pulled a condom out. Something about the way she was suddenly so prepared made me feel jealous and possessive of her. What happened in the last couple of weeks? Did I really miss so much in only three weeks? Was she going around town and bringing guys back here to experiment now that she knew what to do?

I grabbed her hand when she brought it back. “Fiona.”

“Yes?”

“Why do you have condoms here?”

“Um…” She looked embarrassed, like she didn’t want to answer me.

I felt my body fill with dread. “Have you slept with someone else?”

Her eyes narrowed on me, and she pulled her hand free. “And what if I have?”

I ran my hands over my face, trying to soothe the rage that threatened to burst from my mouth. I had to deepen my breathing to stay calm.

“Who was it?” I asked through my teeth.

She started giggling, and I opened my eyes to look at her.

“Of course, I haven’t slept with anyone else, you idiot. I took twenty years to do it; you think I’m just gonna turn into a slut within weeks because you fucked me?”

I dropped my head back in relief.Fuck!She took me on a goddamn roller coaster of emotions. I grabbed her body and flipped her over onto her back, making her giggle even more.

Pinning her hands down above her head, I opened her legs with my knees. “That wasn’t fair…”

“Oh, really?” She bit her lip.

“Really, babe.” I leaned down and kissed her right next to her mouth, teasing her with my tongue sliding against her bottom lip but not entering her mouth. “This body…” I kept her wrists pinned with my good arm, so I could draw my fingers between her tits, over her stomach, then down between her silky wet folds. She immediately gasped. “And this pussy,” I pushed my middle finger up into her, “are mine.”

She was quiet, breathing heavily, and looking up at me. I leaned down to bring my face close to hers again.

“I don’t care if you’re engaged, baby. This pussy will always be mine.”

I started sliding my finger in and out, pushing a second finger in, and hooking them inside her. Fiona started to moan and bring her legs up against my thighs.

“Do you understand?”

“Yes, Tony, yes!” She nodded and writhed her body. I kept pumping my fingers into her, then used my thumb to spread her moisture up to her clit. “Ah, fuck…” She arched her back and pushed down against my hand.

“That’s it, baby.” I let go of her wrists and sat back to watch her come. She pushed her fingers into her wild hair and tilted her head back. “Come for me, baby girl.”

“Aaah!” She lost all control and started thrusting herself down on my hand. I could feel her pussy tighten and convulse around my fingers. My eyes were locked onto those slippery pink lips around my fingers.

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