Page 9 of Bonita Brynne

“Yes, Bonita. And I apologize in advance for it.”

“No need to. I want you, and I need to come.” The wanting in her torrid depths made my chest tighten.

Enough talking.

No more worrying about the what-ifs.

It was time to let our actions take control.

I lowered her carefully to the mattress and covered her body with mine. I kissed her neck, marking a trail down her throat. My God, she felt incredible beneath me. So perfect and mine… Mine.

She sighed and wiggled, spreading her legs for me. The tip of my dick pressed against her warm, wet entrance, and I slipped inside her.

We groaned in unison.

Passion ignited.

The stars aligned—it was everything.

Our bodies bumped against each other, not wasting a second to cross the finish line.Slow downechoed in my ears. It took a hot second for me to realize it came from Brynne.

“Shit, I’m sorry.” I hadn’t noticed how I was pounding into her. “Did I hurt you? Or the baby?” I’d been consumed with fucking her that I’d lost all control.

“No, my love.” She caressed my cheeks. “I just don’t want it to end within ten seconds. Let me grind my clit against you for a few seconds.”

I steeled myself. “Take all the time you need.” Dammit, I’d been an idiot, only thinking of my own pleasure. If I could slap myself, I would.

“Thank you, gorgeous.” She gripped my ass cheeks and rubbed against me. “Oh yes. This is exactly what I needed.” She got wetter and wetter. It fucking turned me on more.

“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” I kissed her lips and held her head between my hands. My elbows dug into the bed to keep from crushing her. “I’m never letting you go. As soon as it’s safe, I’m putting my mark on you.”

“What does that mean?”

“My name will be tattooed on you to show you’re mine. It’s part of claiming you in my club.”

“A tattoo, huh?” She lowered her gaze.

“Are you afraid of needles?”

“No, a tattoo is fine. I just always thought when I found the one, he’d propose to me and put a ring on my finger after I said yes.”

I raised her face to look into her eyes. “I’ll give you your heart’s desire, Bonita. I promise to make you happy… Well, after we get out of here.” I winked.

“You’re more than any dream guy I fantasized about.” Her pelvis picked up speed. “So much more.”

“I’m honored. Can I fuck you now?”

“Yes,” she said on a gasp.

I drove my dick in as far as it would go and pulled out.

In and out.

Slowly in and out, mindful of her well-being.

I watched her mouth gape into an O. Felt the prick of her nails in my ass. Naturally, her response sent me over the edge much faster than I wanted.

“I’m close,” she cried.

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