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TWENTY

LEV DECIDED one of the best ways to start a morning was with Gigi riding his dick like it was the last thing she was ever going to do. He vaguely remembered rolling over to see his phone flashing with a text that must have come in over the night while they were sleeping, and after checking it, decided there wasn’t much point in going back to sleep when it was five AM, and his kid would be up soon.

Instead, he rolled around to wake Gigi up because why not? Knowing the kind of day he was facing with Andino demanding he come in ASAP, well … he deserved this.

There was nothing quite like staring up at a woman while she worked his cock to get herself off. Gigi made it even better. She fucked a little violent, he learned. Especially when she was the one in control, chasing what she needed.

She was a hell of a sight.

Her messy hair. Lips swollen and pink from his kisses and bites. Skin reddened from his rough hands grabbing and holding her the way she liked the most. The sheen of sweat slicking her flesh tasted like salt and sex on his tongue when she leaned down close enough to allow him a taste of her.

Her hips swirled and lifted on his length, driving him crazy while above, she watched him through hooded eyes with sharp breaths escaping her trembling lips. Her tits bounced with her wild rhythm while strands of her wavy hair stuck to her face. She kept that pace up until he was panting and squeezing her waist so hard that he was sure he was about to snap this fucking woman in two from forcing back his own orgasm.

If she didn’t have his fingerprint-shaped bruises left behind when they were done, then what were they even doing together?

“Jesus Christ, Gigi … get it, babe.” How was that his voice? His words came out in a growl that vibrated in his chest with every syllable. The things this woman could make him do were unbelievable. She could turn him from a man to an animal eating out of the palm of her hand with nothing more than her pussy. “Come for me, huh? Give it to me.”

“You,” she replied in a breathless rush, “you come.”

No fucking way.

Not before she did.

Lev wasn’t about to let that happen, even if he was letting her take a bit of control this time. Her shaking hand laid flat to his chest while her other hovered just above his mouth. He caught the tips of her fingers between his teeth as one of his hands skimmed around her round ass. She was made up of all sorts of conundrums.

A fat ass.

Tiny waist.

The kind of body men would start wars to possess and here he was, owning hers.

It was only once he started massaging the tight hole of her ass with the pad of his thumb, stretching her a little bit before pulling back, that he felt her telltale signs. The way her voice broke on his name, how her shoulders started to shake, and then when her pussy clamped down around his cock when she froze on top of him.

His thumb slipped into her ass at the same time she came.

God.

Yeah.

Best way to spend a morning.

Gigi was still trying to catch her breath, and every sweep of his hands over her slick flesh drew shudders from her trembling body, when he flipped them over. Spreading her legs wide, and shoving her knees high, his fingers wove with hers overtop her head on the pillow as he took her again.

Slower.

Deeper.

He couldn’t get enough of her mouth with his kiss—licking the taste of their sex right from her tongue; swallowing her whimpers and moans with his lips and teeth.

Lev was already high.

Ready to blow.

It took nothing but watching her beneath him for his orgasm to come on strong. He kept his cock deep, her body tight to his, as he emptied his balls in hot spurts.

“Shit, babe,” he muttered, pulling his cock out enough that he could see how her creamy arousal had mixed with his and streaked down his length. “Holy fuck, look at that pussy …” He let go of one of her hands. Dragging his thumb through the cum soaking his cock, he brought the slickness up to her throbbing clit to stroke soothing circles that had her hips jerking into his touch while his name fell from her lips in a prayer. “Wanna come again, just like this? With my cum all over your cunt, Gigi?”

Twisting in the messy sheets on the bed, her hand fisting the duvet, she whispered, “Oh, God, please.”