Page 29 of Cruel Salvation

His lips twitched. “Okay?”

“I trust you to tell me the truth.”

“I’ll always tell you the truth, Naz, even if it’s not what you want to hear.”

“Good.”

“Now how about you be a good girl and ride my cock?”

She shook her head and smirked, scooting backwards over his thighs until her breath feathered over his aching cock and he groaned as her sweet lips wrapped around the head of his dick.

“Mmmm.”

He changed his mind. This was heaven.

He loved the way she sucked him, the way her mouth slid down his hard shaft. She was so good at it, and had no problem with taking him whole, using every skill she had to bring him to the edge.

Gripping her hair in his fist, he held it tight as he watched her take his cock to the back of her throat over and over until he was shaking with the need to come but he wanted to be inside her.

Scooping her up under her arms, he pulled her off his dick and positioned her over his cock.

Lifting her hips, he watched as she positioned him at her entrance and sank down his length with a throaty moan. Never in his life had he felt a connection like this. It wasn’t just the tight squeeze of her pussy around his cock, the way her eyes closed in ecstasy, or even the way the breathy moans fell from her as if she couldn’t contain them. It was everything, it was her.

The way she looked, her back arched, her hair spilling down her back, the way her breasts swayed as she moved, it was the most natural thing in the world. She was giving him her everything. It was the most amazing gift a man could ever receive.

“You are so fucking sexy.”

“If you can talk, I’m not doing my job right.”

He chuckled and gripped her hips, digging his fingers into her soft flesh. “Oh, yes, you are.” Reaching down he found the little nub and rolled it between his fingers. “God, you’re perfect.”

“Damon.”

He took her hand and placed it on her clit, leaving his fingers intertwined. It was his turn to watch as she found her pleasure.

“Mmmm. Take your pleasure, baby.”

When he felt her muscles start to tighten around his dick, he knew she was close. So he dropped her hand and gripped her hips, moving her in a slow steady rhythm.

“Oh, God.”

“Come, baby. Come for me.”

She gasped and her eyes shot open, and her body arched as she shuddered. The feel of her pussy milking him to orgasm, his name on her lips, was like a drug sending him spinning, and he drove into her over and over until there was nothing but them.

He pulled her to rest in his arms, her head tucked under his chin, a smile on his face. Nothing could ruin this moment, not even the fact they now had to go back to the real world and a case that was becoming more complicated by the minute. He had the woman he loved and the child they created to think about.