Page 118 of Toxic

She sniffles. "You're okay with that?"

I slide my hand through her hair and hold her face in front of mine. "Yes, as long as we're moving forward. I want the kids to know, but I'm not going to pressure you about it. It's your call when and how we tell them."

"It is?"

"Yeah." I take my other hand and pull her dress over her hips. I unzip the back and shove it over her shoulders so it falls to her waist. Then I trace the outline of her panties. "Now show me how sorry you are."

Smirking, she reaches for my belt and unbuckles it. Then she releases my pants. My cock springs out of my boxers. Her eyes sparkle as she bats her eyes. "How dirty do you want me?"

The blood rushes through my veins, igniting heat through my entire being. I reach behind her, unclasping her strapless bra. "As dirty as you can get." I toss the bra to the floor and trace her nipples with my index fingers until they pucker.

She moves her panties to the side and slides over my cock, taking all of me in one move.

I groan, the heat of her wet pussy sheathing my shaft. I shove my tongue past her lips and grip her hip, but she's already riding me. "Fuck, you feel good, dolcezza."

She laughs in my ear, increasing her speed. "Don't come."

I tug her hair and look her in the eye. "Then you better get your hot pussy off my dick."

She rides me faster and pushes her lip out into a pout. "Aww. I thought you wanted me dirty."

"I do." I scrape my teeth down her neck then grip her hair, watching her expression.

She puts her lips on mine and says, "Then don't come, baby." She reaches behind her body and cups my balls, rolling them in her hand.

"Jesus." Somehow, she's taken me from one to ten in under a minute. I play tongue-tag with her for a few minutes until tiny tremors fill her body and her walls squeeze my erection. I hold myself back from releasing in her, muttering, "But I love coming in your pulsing cunt."

"Oh God," she moans.

I nip on her lobe then suck on it while rolling my thumb on her clit. I taunt, "Where's my dirty girl?"

Before I know what's happening, she slides off my lap, gets on her knees, and deep throats me.

"Fuuuuuck," I growl. I fist all of her hair then order, "Look at me."

She lifts her eyes to mine while continuing to suck me. The room disappears. It's only Bridget's eyes and her plump lips on my cock.

It's fucking perfection, and all the years of wanting her, I imagined it too many times. I lean closer to her, controlling her mouth, sliding on and off me. I ask, "You like how you taste?"

"Mmm," she hums, not flinching or taking me out of her mouth.

I let her take me to the point I'm going to explode then push her off me. Her dress slides to the floor. I demand, "Take off your panties."

Heat flares in her eyes. She pushes them down her legs.

I push my pants to my ankles and direct, "Stand behind the couch."

She does as I ask, giving me a moment to control my arousal.

I reach for her waist, pick her up, and pull her over me. Her thighs press against my shoulders, and her mouth is near my cock. She yelps as I demand, "Suck."

She takes all of me in her mouth again.

I return to controlling her movement then palm her ass cheeks with my other one. My cock twitches in her mouth as I inhale her arousal. Then I lick the length of her pussy.

She whimpers, sucking me harder.

I slap her ass then squeeze it, licking her faster. She moans louder, riding my face until her clit is pulsing against my lips.

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