Page 28 of Hate to Lose You


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Her breathing goes faster, sharper. Her hands reach down to bury in my hair, and her thighs clench on either side of me, pressing against my face and pulling me closer to her. I spread my mouth, take her whole pussy into it and continue to lap at her with my tongue, my lips pressed flush against hers.

Her sharp breaths become moans, and before long, she’s crying out, her whole body shaking from the force of her orgasm as it sweeps through her.

She’s still gasping when I slide down to press my tongue into her pussy. I can feel her clenching around my tongue, twitching from the climax, and I curl my tongue up, press the tip against her front wall and start to thrust in and out of her, licking harder, faster.

Her head falls back against the bed. “Fuck, Bronson,” she manages to gasp, as I lick her over and over, drawing her near to the peak again. This time when she comes, she arches her back, twisting and writhing across the bed. I grip her ass with both hands to pin her in place as I lick her, savoring the taste of her, the hot wet rush across my tongue, and the way I control her pleasure, every ounce of it.

She’s mine. Now and always.

Finally, I pull my tongue out of her and slide up her body, all the way up her length until we’re nose-to-nose. “You’re mine, Daisy,” I whisper, before I kiss her, my tongue slipping into her mouth so she can taste herself on my lips, savor the taste the same way I do.

“And you’re mine,” she breathes when we break apart, smiling.

“And now I’m going to claim you all over again,” I reply, my hand sliding down to catch her thigh, lifting her leg until she wraps it around my waist. Her hands find the buckle of my pants and start to tug on it, releasing it. She pushes my jeans down, and I toss them aside, boxers next, before her hands find my already throbbing cock, and start to stroke. Her soft hands feel so fucking good against my hard shaft, as she strokes me expertly, holding on just tight enough to make me groan with desire.

“I love how hard you get for me, Bronson,” she whispers.

“I love how well you know how to get me hard, Daisy,” I reply with a smirk. “Hell, one damn look from you and I have trouble walking. I just want to pin you down and fuck you so badly.”

Finally, when I can’t take it anymore, I pull her hands away and gently hold them over her head, trapping her beneath me on the mattress. I guide the head of my cock to her pussy, and slowly push inside her, both of us moaning aloud.

“Right there,” she groans into my mouth. “I love how you feel inside me. I feel so fucking full.”

“Your pussy is fucking heaven, Daisy.” I draw back from her, then thrust back inside, right as she arches up to meet me, both her legs wrapped tight around my waist now, her ankles hooked behind me to give her the best angle. I reach down to catch her hips with my hands, and start to fuck her in slow, steady strokes, in and out, just fast enough to make her moan with frustration that I’m not going faster.

“Fuck me, Bronson,” she begs, her voice going low and throaty in the way it does when she’s really desperate.

“You want me to fuck you harder, dirty girl?” I ask, still keeping to that slow, steady stroke.

“Fuck yes,” she whispers.

“I didn’t hear you,” I reply with a smirk. Her eyes flash bright. She always claims to hate me for teasing her, but I know deep down she loves the build-up. The delay makes the release that much sweeter.

“Fuck me,” she says, louder this time, a note of desperation in her voice. “Please, fuck me, hard.”

This time I listen. I start to thrust faster, pounding into her, and she cries out with pleasure and rocks up against me, giving as good as she gets. We can be as loud as we want tonight, and we fucking are, both of us moaning one another’s names as I drive into her again and again.

She comes again with my cock deep inside her, and the way her pussy clenches and releases around me makes it hard for me to stay focused and keep thrusting into her. Fucking hell, I love this woman. “I love you,” I tell her, and she moans in pleasure.

“I love you,” she manages in a breathy response, just as I’m nearing my peak.

I grab both her hips roughly, drive into her again and again until, with a low, guttural roar, I come inside her, coating her pussy with my juices. She moans, and I keep pumping into her, filling her, until I can’t move anymore, and I collapse across her, both of our bodies slick with sweat.

She nuzzles her nose against my neck, kissing me lightly, and I smile into her hair.

“How the hell did I get so lucky?” I murmur.

She laughs softly. “Guess that gambling of yours paid off after all.”

I tilt her chin back so I can meet her eyes. “Definitely,” I agree. Then I kiss her again, this woman who’s going to be the mother of my child, who I’m going to make my wife. And I have never been happier in my life.

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