Page 79 of Takeover
His soft chuckle sent a wave of need through me."Is that so?"
"It is."I pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips, my hands splaying across his chest muscles.A low growl rumbled from within him as I slowly ground my wet pussy against his throbbing cock.He looked up at me, desire darkening his mesmerizing wintergreen eyes.
"I want to taste you," I murmured against his ear, a shiver running down his spine at my words.His eyes held mine just as my fingers wrapped around his hard length.A gasp escaped him, the sound sinfully erotic to my ears.
I dipped my head down, trailing soft kisses along his chiseled torso.With each touch of my lips to his heated skin, he gasped and twitched beneath me.His breath hitching in anticipation was the sweetest melody to my ears.
As my mouth met the tip of his cock, he let out a long groan.His hands instinctively tangled in my hair, applying gentle pressure as encouragement.I teased his tip with the flat of my tongue before taking him into my mouth.
"Fuck Gwen...you...you're..."His voice broke on a grunt as he hit the back of my throat.
"I'm what?"I murmured against his skin as I pulled back."Tell me."
"An angel...goddess..."His tight grip on my braids told me how I was making him feel."Devil.Temptress.My ruin."Then he gasped as I took him deep again."Fuuuuck."
The taste of him on my tongue was intoxicating, and I found myself relishing in it, trying to draw out every delicious moment for as long as possible.His cock throbbed in my mouth, each pulse an addictive rhythm that only spurred me on further.
"Fuck, Gwen," he gasped out through gritted teeth.His fingers tightened in my hair, pulling me down and forcing his cock deeper into my mouth."That pretty mouth looks so fucking good stretched around my cock.You're such a good wife for taking all of me."
I tried to relax my throat, tried to take that last inch of him, but then suddenly he was tugging me off by my hair and dragging me up his body.
"Hey!I wasn't done!"
His breathing was sharp and ragged."Yes, you were.The only place that's getting bathed in my cum tonight is your pretty pussy.Now come and sit on your throne."I tried to remove my panties, but he shook his head, his hungry gaze on mine."No.Mrs.Price.Leave them on."
His command echoed through the room as his powerful hands immediately moved to guide me.I could see the desire burning brightly in his eyes.As I rose to position myself above him, the sheer intensity of his gaze only heightened my need.
"Atticus, it'll be easier?—"
His fingers brushed against the delicate lace of my thong, the warmth radiating off his skin causing my heart to flutter.There was a certain undeniable edge to his voice as he demanded, "I said, leave them on."
With his thumb, he shoved aside the lace then fisted the base of his cock as he deliberately rubbed himself against my wetness."Oh God, Atticus."
"You need to be wetter."
Instead of sinking inside me, he adjusted my panties so that they trapped his cock against me as he sat up to kiss me.He fisted both hands in my hair and drugged me with a kiss so good I thought I might melt into a puddle.
"Atticus," I moaned into his mouth, gripped with impatience.I was so ready for him, but he seemed to know just how to draw out the sweet torture of anticipation.
His lips left mine to trail hot kisses down my throat, igniting a trail of fire over my sensitive skin.He bit down lightly on my collarbone, eliciting a needy whimper from me.
His hands roamed from my hips to my breasts while our bodies were flush against each other, grinding.His firm chest was against my sensitive nipples, and every breath he took brushed them teasingly, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me.
“Open up,” Atticus rasped, his hand falling lower.
I complied willingly, parting my legs wider for him.A soft gasp escaped my lips as his fingers brushed past the delicate fabric of my thong and found my clit again.He rubbed slow circles teasing the me in rhythm with the rocking of his hips against mine.
With every movement, I could feel him slide slickly against me, causing shivers to run through me.
"I need you," was all I could say.
His hands moved down to my hips, and he started to grind harder against me.The sensation of his hard cock rubbing against my sensitive fold through my soaked underwear had me crying out his name.
"Yes, Atticus," I moaned, throwing my head back in pleasure.
"That's it," he growled."Fuck yourself on me."
He guided me again, encouraging me use his cock to tantalize myself.I rolled my hips, grinding down on him as he teased my clit.The friction was mind-blowing, making me whimper and gasp for more.
