Page 46 of Angel’s Claim

"Good." I run my hand down her back, feeling her shiver. "Because we're not done yet."

She lifts her head, eyes widening when she realizes I'm still rock hard. "We're not?"

"Not unless you want to be," I say. "But I didn't come yet, and I really, really want to come inside you."

Her eyes widen. "I want that too."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." She bites her lip, and I see something shift in her expression, nervous but determined. "Can I… Can I be on top?"

My cock twitches at the thought. "Fuck yes, you can."

She grins, and climbs on top of me, straddling my hips. From this angle, I can see everything. Her full breasts, still flushed from my mouth. The soft curve of her stomach. The way her thighs spread around me, her pussy still dripping from her last orgasm.

"You're fucking gorgeous," I say, my hands finding her hips.

She doesn't answer. Just reaches down between us, wraps her hand around my cock, and lines me up with her entrance.

Then she sinks down.

Slowly at first, taking me inch by inch while I watch her face. Her eyes flutter closed, her lips part, and she makes this beautiful little sound of pleasure that has my cock throbbing more than ever.

When she's fully seated, she pauses, hands braced on my chest.

"How does it feel?" I ask, struggling to keep my voice steady.

"Amazing. So deep." She opens her eyes and looks down at me. "I love being on top."

"Then ride me, baby. Show me what you like."

She starts moving, lifting herself up until just the tip of my cock is inside her, then sinking back down. But as she finds her rhythm, she gets bolder. Faster. Harder.

And fuck, watching her ride me is the hottest thing I've ever seen.

Her breasts bounce with every movement, and I can't stop staring at them. Can't stop imagining my mouth on them again, my hands kneading them.

"Touch yourself," I say, my voice rough. "Play with your tits."

Her eyes go wide, and she does it without hesitation. Slides her hands up her stomach and cups her breasts, squeezing and kneading while she rides me.

"Fuck," I groan. "Just like that, baby. You look so fucking good."

She pinches her nipples, rolling them between her fingers, and her pussy clenches around me.

"You like being on top?" I ask, even though I already know the answer from the way she's moving.

"Yes," she gasps. "I always loved it. Feeling powerful. Having my hair all around me. Touching myself while someone watches."

"I'm watching," I tell her, my hands sliding from her hips to her ass. "And you are powerful. Look at you, riding my cock like you own it."

She moans and moves faster, her hair falling in waves around her shoulders, creating a curtain between us and the rest of the world.

I squeeze her ass, round and so fucking soft in my hands. It jiggles slightly every time she moves down on my cock, and I'm fucking obsessed with it.

Can't stop touching it, can't stop grabbing, kneading and spreading her cheeks just to watch the way it makes her gasp.

"Your ass is incredible," I growl, squeezing harder.