Page 73 of Revere: A Legacy Novel

To make his point, the hand palming her ass slapped hard against her backside. Heat bloomed from the smack. Catherine’s orgasm came raging through like an out-of-control wave she couldn’t possibly spot.

Cross laughed huskily in her ear. His fingers deep in her pussy massaged her G-spot through the orgasm with just enough force to make her eyes roll back. It took her breath away and made her arousal run down his hand.

“Holy shit, yeah, babe. You’re fucking soaked now,” he told her. “Get on me, Catherine. Fuck, get on me.”

She lifted just high enough to reach between them and get his cock fitted against her sex. She didn’t take her time coming down on his length, either. All she wanted was to feel him filling her up, and stretching her open.

She loved that.

No one fucked her like he did.

No one had ever owned her like he did.

Once Catherine had herself fully seated on Cross’s cock, she circled her hips just to feel.

“So full,” she told him.

Cross grinned against her mouth. “You like that so much, don’t you?”

“Yeah.”

“Fucking ride me, babe.”

He kissed her hard as she rode him fast. Never once did he break their kiss, not even when she couldn’t hold back her sounds. His kiss swallowed each and every one of them. His lips urged and teased and taunted.

“Take my cock, Catty.”

And …

“You better fucking soak me again, babe.”

She loved his mouth, too.

Just like he promised, those fingers he had used to fuck her pussy slid around to her ass. He worked one in the tight ring of muscles, and the burn made her shake. It felt like every single one of her nerves were suddenly tuned in and turned on. She could feel more, and it drove her crazy. The second still-slick finger slid into her ass easier.

Cross worked her ass while she rode his cock.

“You better come for me,” he taunted.

Catherine whined. “I wanna. I wanna come so bad.”

“You better fucking give it to me, Catty.”

That third finger stretching her ass did it. She didn’t even feel the orgasm coming until it was already there. Cross’s other hand lifted to tangle into her hair. He grabbed a handful, and yanked to bring her ear to his mouth.

“There it is, there is it,” he soothed in her ear as she shuddered her way through the orgasm. “Next time it’s going to be my fucking cock in your ass, Catherine.”

His fingers came out of her ass and his hand let go of her hair. He grabbed her hips and worked her into him harder, driving his cock impossibly deeper. It ached, but it felt so fucking good, too.

Catherine could barely breathe, but she didn’t care. Cross’s teeth cut into his lower lip as his gaze focused on his cock and her cunt. Catherine leaned back and used the floor of the hatch as a support, so she could watch, too. The sight of his length, hard, the veins pulsing, and slipping into her over and over was intoxicating.

So beautiful.

She didn’t realize she was panting until her air caught altogether, and a third orgasm slipped through her nervous system. It wasn’t as strong, but it still made her high as hell.

“Oh, my God,” Catherine mumbled, letting her head fall back.

“Shit, get up,” Cross grunted.