Page 242 of The Unwilling Bride
The words detonate in my chest. Heat floods my veins, pooling low in my groin, until I'm painfully hard.
"Christ." My voice comes out gravelly. "You have no idea what calling me that in bed does to me. Hearing you acquiesce to me with absolute trust humbles me. It makes me want to pleasure you and satisfy you, so you’ve never felt this fulfilled before.”
I rise from the bed and divest myself of my clothes. She watches me, arms still stretched over head, her body spread out before me like an offering.
"You’re so fucking perfect."
She drags her gaze down my body. And when I swipe my fingers down my shaft and pump myself once, her lips part. "I want to taste you."
"If you come for me one more time, I might let you."
I crawl back between her legs. Lifting her up by the backs of her thighs, I lick her from her back hole to clit.
Her entire body bucks.
"I can’t," she groans.
"You can."
I throw one leg over my shoulder, then the other. I study her pussy, enjoying the pink flesh, the dew of her cum dotting her inner thighs. My cock weeps for relief, but I ignore it. I need to make my goddess come at least one more time.
I slide my fingers inside her pussy and curl them. She moans. "That feels like too much."
"Mmm." I rub the heel of my palm into her clit. She whimpers and tries to pull away. I hold her down, then slide my fingers in and out of her. She writhes and gasps. Her face is flushed. The pink extends to her cleavage. She looks so fucking beautiful. She looks like she’s mine.
The possessive thought squeezes my groin and turns my balls into stone.
I slip another finger inside her. She whimpers. Her eyes flutter shut. "Look at me, baby."
She opens her lust-drenched eyelids. Her pupils are blown. Desire drips from every millimeter of her features.
"You’re going to come for me again."
It’s an order. One which she recognizes from the light that flares in her eyes.
I begin to thrust my fingers in and out of her. I play with the pleated opening of her back entrance.
Her eyes grow large. "James."
"I’m going to own all your holes, baby."
Her lips part. She doesn’t seem put off by the idea.
"You’d like that, wouldn’t you?"
A slow smile curves her lips. "I’ll try anything. You’ll own all my firsts."
I chuckle. "Goddamn, I love the sound of that."
I slap her pussy. And with a cry, she shatters. Her body bucks. Moisture bathes my fingertips. I continue to finger fuck her until the aftershocks subside. Crawling up her body, I paint her lips with her cum, then slide my fingers inside her mouth. She licks my fingers and makes a humming sound.
"You like the taste of your cum on my skin?"
She nods.
"You loved it when I spanked your pussy?"
She flushes deeper and nods again.
