Page 106 of Take Her from You


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Valentine speared his fingers into my hair, giving up the complaint to guide my blow job. After a minute, he groaned again, and his dick thickened. Precum coated my tongue. “Warning that this is going to end way before I’m ready for it to.”

I came off him. “Are you sure you want me to stop?”

Without pause, I took him deep into my throat this time. No further order came. Instead, he gripped the quilt, his knuckles pronounced and his head tipped back, the gaze he’d kept on me hidden, but the curve on his lips showing me his feelings.

He was fighting finishing while loving the battle.

I reached between his legs and curved my fingers around his heavy balls. Tugged them lightly. Drew my thumb down the centre line.

“God, fuck. Enough. Stop now,” he finally snapped.

Beaming, I crawled up him until I was astride his lap, right over his hard dick. I went to get him into position, but Valentine gripped my hip to secure me in place.

“I need a second to play with these.”

His hands grazed around my breasts, and his eyes flared. I sat taller, presenting them to him to do whatever he liked with. Valentine moulded and massaged me, cupping them together then lifting each like he’d done before. Holding my gaze, he brought one to his mouth and tongued me.

“Fucking in love with your tits.”

I flushed hotter, liking theloveword way too much. Valentine watched every reaction while he toyed with my nipple. Then he sucked. I gasped, and his dick pulsed under me.

Both of us shuddered with need.

Valentine licked his finger then took it to my neglected nipple, sucking one with deep pulls while working the other side.

He breathed through his nose, that intent gaze still trained on me like he needed to know every reaction. I could only revel in the pleasure, my body on fire for him and all he was doing to me.

Another spiral of desire broke over me, and I reached between my legs and held his dick, notching it to my entrance. I sank down with an undisguised moan of deep happiness.

Valentine stilled and pressed his forehead to my shoulder, his eyes closed. With my knees on the mattress, I rose and fell, taking him in deeper. Another try, and I was fully seated, nothing between us but…

With a growl, Valentine rose and flipped our positions so he was rearing over me, his dick so rigid inside me I knew nothing else but that connection.

Except he didn’t move. Valentine swore, appearing to force himself to focus. “I’m bare,” he gritted out.

“What?”

“You’re fucking me bare. No condom.”

I opened and closed my mouth, stunned at myself. It hadn’t even occurred to me. Nor could I manage a word, almost every part of me wanting to continue exactly as we were. I needed it. I needed him in every way.

At my lack of a response, Valentine took a heavy breath, his arm muscles trembling and desperation plain. “All I want to do now is pound ye until we both come. I don’t want to stop. I would give every-fucking-thing I own to come inside ye just like this. But, sweetheart?—”

“Do it,” I breathed.

His gaze flew to mine. “Seriously?”

I could only manage a tiny nod. It was enough. He jacked his hips. We both moaned. Then Valentine dropped his face so his mouth met mine. He kissed me, matching his strokes to the presses and care of his lips. His tongue dominated mine just as his body took ownership of every other part of me. All I could do was receive the immense pleasure he was drilling into me.

Soon, I was careening towards that cliff again, the approach hotter, faster, and even more compelling than when he’d delivered an orgasm on his tongue. Having him inside me without protection took any level of sense and smashed it up. Nothing had ever felt like this.

“Need to come,” he abruptly said.

It triggered me. My pussy clamped down on his dick, and I was lost to another stunning and powerful climax, something fresh in the mix that drove me to new heights. Earth-shatteringly good.

Valentine gave up a growl of urgent need. He worked his hips once, twice more, then he stilled, and his dick pulsed inside me.

“Fuck, sweetheart. Fuck,” he cursed and dropped down on me, his weight delicious.

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