Page 115 of Destined Lovers

Again, her pussy squeezes my dick in a death grip, and I need to breathe through my nose to rein it in.

“Yes, oh god, yes. I understand. No door.” She’s breathless and so turned on.

I slowly start to move in and out, keeping a slow torturous pace so that I can get my words out. “It seems like spanking your plump and perfect arse is not a punishment, angel. You’ve enjoyed it a little too much.”

She clenches her jaw against my hand. Even though she might not want to admit it, she can’t hide herself from contracting around my cock, or the cream that’s leaked from her pussy, every swift movement I made.

“So tell me, Nora.” I pick up my pace, unable to hold back anymore. “There is only one way I can think to punish you.”

“H-How?” She can barely get her words out now. She’s in her own world of pleasure.

I lean back over her, pulling her neck toward me slightly so I can whisper in her ear but also see the reaction on her face.

“There will only be one person enjoying an orgasm today. And that person is me. So I suggest you hold back, babe. Otherwise, there will only be more consequences.”

Her eyes widen with panic. “Declan, what? No.” She cries, “That is not fair. I can’t!” I don’t answer. I can’t either because it’s a complete and utter lie. She doesn’t need to know that, though.

I will never deny her a day in her life. Pulling pleasure from Nora is my life mission, and it not only feels incredible for her but out of this fecking world for me.

My hips pick up speed, ready to push us both over the edge. I know she’s right there with me. I look down at her heart-shaped behind, watching my dick glide in and out as her arse bounces every time I connect.

“Yesss,” I hiss over her loud moans.

That’s fecking sexy. She’s fecking sexy.

I can’t rip my eyes away. My breathing picks up with every calculated thrust. In and out, in and out. My cock is getting the ultimate treatment from her pussy, suck and release.

That’s it.

I increase my speed and swivel my hips, hitting the spot I know she loves. Every time I pull out, I’m covered with more wetness, more cream, showing me exactly how much she loves that move.

“Touch yourself, angel,” I grit against her.

“Oh…oh…” She bites down on my arm, and my dick instantly swells.

“Nora, Babe. Rub that swollen clit of yours and come with me right this fecking second.”

She bites harder, and I groan aloud. Increasing my thrusts to an unforgiving pace. My hand tightens around her throat, and her pussy clamps down, setting us both over the edge.

Moaning together in pure bliss.

Lost in the ecstasy of pain and pleasure.

After we catch our breath, I slowly cradle her in my arms and carry her over to the couch. Settling her in my lap, she immediately snuggles into me, burying her head in my neck. My girl’s going to be sore.

“Are you okay, angel?” I whisper.

Her eyes are closed, but she nods.

“We’ll soak in the bath later, Aye? I don’t want you feeling too sore. I have something special planned for us tomorrow.”

I rub her back in small even circles as she holds me tight.

We need this after a bit of rough sex—the closeness and connection.

Not that we weren’t connected before, trust me, we were in sync every step of the way. But this connection is different. It’s deep and comforting.

She looks up, her eyes still hooded. She’s not come out of our sex-induced trance yet.

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