Page 80 of Trapped Truth

“Please.” Her breaths are short and unsteady. “Oh, Warner.”

“If you want it, take it. I’m all yours, love.”

Her touch skates over the tip of my length, causing my stomach muscles to spasm. I bury my face in the back of her head while she guides my shaft into position, rising in the tub to sink down on me while still facing away.

Heat engulfs my steel and seizes me by the fucking throat. I’m not ashamed to groan. God, nothing compares to the overpowering sensation of taking her bare.

Everything is heightened. Each roll and thrust, the velvet softness hugging my dick tight, the curvature of her glove locking us together in an unbreakable knot. In this reverse position, I feel it all.

“Can I ride you?” Ember’s full weight bears down, burying me to the hilt.

“You could do absolutely anything to me, and I’d still be worshipping at your feet, Em.”

Her expression isn’t visible to me, but the way she rises from my lap to push back down says it all. I’m sheathed deeply inside her, feeling slick skin stretch and expand. We both moan in collective ecstasy.

I locate her waist in the lapping water, offering a counterweight so she can drink her fill. Ember moves are a little uncertain at first, unused to the position, but it doesn’t take long for her to find her stride.

Each downward pulse greedily sucks me inside her heat, leaving my mind to play catch up. Keeping one hand on her hip, I sweep red hair over her shoulder, exposing the delicate slope of her neck.

My mouth secures to the top of her shoulder then strays, licking and nibbling a shameless path to below her earlobe. She squeaks as I bite down on the vulnerable skin, tugging playfully.

I don’t know how to resist kissing her neck and suckling the sensitive skin through my teeth. Seeing it bloom pink and purple satisfies something inside me on a primal level. Mine. Always. Forever.

“I need to come.” She chokes out a small, feeble cry. “I’m so full.”

“Take it, love.”

“I need m-more… Something…”

Clutching her mercilessly, I let instinct take over, pistoning up to slam us together. Ember wobbles on my lap, but I’ve got her steadied. She has no choice but to let me drill into her, matching each roll of her hips.

“Come for me, Em. Let it all go.”

“Oh, yes… Fuck, Warner. Please.”

“Take all of me now, that’s it.”

Water ripples all around us, some escaping over the edges of the tub. I couldn’t give a flying fuck. Now that she’s unleashed the caged beast inside me, I’m overwhelmed by insatiable desperation. The kind that will only be satisfied when her legs drip with my release.

The instant her climax hits, Ember clenches around me. She’s strangling my cock so tight, I’m dangerously close to finishing. I have to slip free from her heat to control myself.

“Twist around, Em. I need to kiss you.”

In her blissed-out state, she needs a little guiding. Soon I’ve got her straddling my waist so I can seize her lips in a fast, furious kiss. Our bodies realign on instinct, allowing me to slip back inside her cunt.

Our lips lock in a passionate, needy tangle, her teeth clacking into mine. Her tongue surges inside my mouth, just as possessive as I’d expect from this woman. I’m all too happy to oblige her greed.

“I’m going to come inside this needy cunt,” I threaten into her lips. “Then I’m going to take you to my bedroom and fuck you all over again.”

“Promise?” Ember gasps.

“Give me another orgasm, and it’s a guarantee.”

Maybe she isn’t the only one feeling greedy.

A copper tinge fuses our lips together where I bite down, lavishing her as a half-pained moan pours from her. As she sinks onto my length, natural rhythm guides me into her core so we can meet in the middle.

It’s explosive, writhing in the still-warm water and letting our entwined forms create a symphony. I grip strands of soaked hair to hold her head prone as I attack her mouth. I’m so fucking close.