Page 125 of Worth the Risk

I’ll make her mine, again.

“I know what you need, baby, and I’m sure as hell going to give it to you.”

Bringing my hands to the top of her thong, I intend to pull it off, but I stop, noticing something I’ve not noticed before. I see faint marks below her navel, on her waist. Had I not been this close, I wouldn’t have seen them.

These must have been from carrying Riley. This exquisite woman grew my daughter here.

When she notices me staring at them, she hides them with her hands. But she has nothing to be ashamed about. Those marks show the life of my daughter.

“Move your hands, Kylie.”

Trying to show her how much they mean to me, I place my lips on the marks. They’re the part of her that gave me Riley.

After kissing them, I lie flat on my stomach and continue further down. I need to taste her. I place my head between her thighs and suck on her underwear, which is soaked in her arousal.

She’s just as sweet as I remembered. Not only have I not kissed another girl, but I’ve also not given another girl oral.

She was the last taste in my mouth. Others had their pleasure but never by my mouth.

Sliding off the end of the bed, I stand and take her in. The only thing she’s wearing is her thong and those sexy-heeled wedges that will be staying on. She’s breathing heavily, and her blush is now covering her whole body.

She needs me.

My voice strong, I tell her, “Take off your thong.”

She slides it down her legs and throws it at me. I catch it, bring the tiny fabric to my nose, and sniff in her sweetness. She gapes at me intently as I toss her panties to the floor and slide my boxers off. Grabbing my cock, I give it a couple of pulls. She always loved watching me stroke myself, and the lust in her eyes tells me that hasn’t changed.

“Touch yourself,” I urge her.

Raising her knees so her heels are flat on the bed, she opens her legs, reaches down, and rubs her clit. Her fingers are soon coated in her wetness. I stroke myself while watching her rub her sexy little clit.

Breathing heavily, she moans, her lustful eyes begging. She needs me to take away her ache, and I plan to deliver.

Climbing back on the bed, I lie flat again. My head moves between her thighs, and she pulls her hand away, wanting my mouth instead. I lick from her slit to her pulsing bud before wrapping my lips around it and sucking on it.

Kylie fists my hair, and her thighs quiver with need. I spread them further while focusing my mouth on her clit. I stick in a finger, then two, stretching her. She’s as tight as she has always been, and I’m trying to prepare her for me.

Hooking my fingers to hit that spot inside her, she explodes into an orgasm, screaming my name while her thighs squeeze tighter around my head.

With her pussy still throbbing in release, I quickly move up her body and shove myself inside her as far as I can go, balls deep. Her pussy clenches around my cock as I pick up my pace.

“I’ve missed you, Leo.” She moans in pleasure as she wraps her legs around me, her heels digging into my ass cheeks. That and her nails scratching down my back spur me on.

“I’m never letting you go, Kylie. Never fucking again. This is it for us. No more fucking running for either of us.”

“Harder, Leo, I need you harder. Own me… make me yours again.”

Fuck.

Giving her everything I’ve got, I pound into her while telling her how amazing she feels around my dick and how I’ve missed her. Sweat beads on my face from the exertion. I can’t get close enough or deep enough. The headboard bangs on the wall from the force of my thrusts. I’m close, and I need her with me, so I angle my position to hit her where she needs it most.

“Come for me now, Kylie.”

And she does.

She screams my name with her blissful release.

It brings on my own release. “Fuck. Kylie, Fuck.” Cum pumps out of me like a river flowing. Spurt after spurt of pleasure, I spill into her. I’m lost in her.

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