Page 16 of Like a Hurricane

This was where we were meant to end up.

I kiss slowly up the inside of her thigh until I blow my breath across the sensitive flesh of her pussy, reveling in the way her head dips back and she expels a harsh breath. I bring my hands up to hold her open, fingers biting into the softness of her thighs and then I lick, from her entrance to her clit, groaning as her taste alights on my tongue.

She cries out again and again as I worship her pussy with my mouth, sucking her clit between my lips, as I let one hand go from her leg and spear a finger inside of her, her wetness drenching my hand as I fuck her with my fingers.

“Everett,” She cries.

And there she goes again with the full fucking name. “Rett,” I growl, nipping her with my teeth which forces her to arch her spine and bear down her hips, knees shaking.

“Don’t stop, please,” She begs. “God, you feel so fucking good.”

Hey, I’m not ashamed to admit I’m a man who likes a little bit of praise.

I fuck her with my fingers and focus my attention on that little bundle of nerves that makes her roll her pussy against my mouth, riding me for the pleasure and climax.

“Yes, yes,” She chants, “I’m going to come.” Arryn moans. I curl my fingers inside of her, caressing that sweet spot just inside and flick my tongue on her clit, eyes looking up at her to watch her face twist with the euphoria of her climax, watching as her lips part and her muscles strain and shake as the walls of her cunt contract around my fingers.

I wanted to feel it around my cock.

But I wanted her to come in my mouth more.

She begins to tremble harder, her moaning becoming louder as I thrust my fingers harder into her and suck her sensitive bud. The taste of her was like fucking honey, so damn sweet and perfect. Addictive.

“Everett,” She cries as I continue that torturous pace and then she unravels, crying out loudly as she comes all over my mouth and tongue.

I pull a condom from my wallet and shove at my pants while she catches her breath on the table, hooded and fully satisfied eyes latching onto my hands. I free myself and rip off the jacket, unbuttoning my shirt so I have nothing in the way to restrict my view of sliding into this storm of a woman. I roll the condom on, jerking my hard cock once, twice, so damn hard it physically hurts.

“Open your legs, princess,” I order, “Spread yourself wide for me.”

She anchors her heels on the edge of the table and spreads herself, her pussy wet and ready for me.

I nudge the tip of my cock into her, eyes rolling back at the first feel of her on me, and have to restrain myself from simply thrusting forward and impaling her on my cock.

“Goddamn, little storm,” I praise, “So fucking good.”

“Fuck,” She hisses, “Do it again.”

I oblige, slipping in a little further this time, her cunt stretching to fit me. I was enraptured by the way I was sinking into her tight little body, how she flexed and stretched to fit me. How we joined so fucking perfectly, my body nestled into the cradle of her thighs, sinking deep into her as she mewls so prettily spread out before me.

“More,” She demands.

“Goddamn,” I groan, my restraint snapping and my hips surge forward to thrust into her hard enough, her body jolts up the table. She swings her arms up and behind her, clinging to the edge to hold herself in place as I lose all damn control of myself.

“Fuccckkkk!” I moan, slamming into her again and again, the feel of her sending me somewhat crazy. I hoist her legs up and over my shoulders, leaning forward to rest my palms on the table as my chin dips and I watch as I thrust into her, over and over again.

Sweat drips from my temples, my jaw slackened by pleasure.

I wanted to ruin this fucking woman. Ruin her and claim her and possess her.

“Harder, Everett, fuck me harder. Make it fucking hurt.”

Holy shit.

I snatch a hand forward, wrapping it around the delicate column of her throat as I move in close, “Shut the fuck up, Arryn,” I growl, “And take my cock how I fucking feed it to you. You want fucking hard,” I thrust hard enough for our bodies to slap loudly together, forcing a cry from her mouth, “Let me give youfuckinghard.”

I rip away from her to stand, gripping her thighs as I adjust to give her what she wants. Hard, rough fucking, fingers bruising, hips pounding.

She screams as I maneuver her into a better position, letting go of one leg to press down on her lower abdomen with the flat of my palm as I hit new depths.

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