Page 110 of Stay Wild Darlin’

She whimpered, her body arching, her legs still spread wide like she was begging for more.

I pulled my fingers from her mouth, then smeared her wetness across her lips and chin, watching the way her tongue darted out to chase it.

“You like that?” I rasped. “You like tasting yourself on my fingers while I tell you how fucking good you are?”

“Yes,” she gasped.

“Say it,” I snapped. “Say you like it.”

“I love it,” she whispered. “Please, Dalton. Please— fuck— don’t stop.”

I leaned in, shoved my tongue in her mouth, and kissed her deep and rough, letting the taste of her drip between us. I gripped her thighs and pulled her down to the edge of the bed.

“You’re going to take my cock now,” I growled into her mouth. “Every inch, no mercy, until you’re crying and begging for me to come inside you.”

Grabbing her by the hips, I flipped us in one smooth motion, yanking my shirt over my head in the process. Her body gave easily as I landed on my back and pulled her with me until she was straddling my waist, knees pressed into the mattress on either side of me.

“You know what to do. Get yourself nice and wet on me first.”

She moaned and moved her hips, dragging her soaked pussy against my belt buckle, coating it in her arousal.

I pushed up on my elbows, then sat fully upright, bringing her with me, her knees still braced around my hips as she kept grinding against me.

I wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her tighter against me, lowering my mouth to her chest. I licked across one nipple before I sucked it into my mouth, rolling it with my tongue and pulling gently with my teeth. Her moan was breathy, full of need, and I didn’t stop. I moved to the other, gave it the same attention, sucking hard until her hands tangled in my hair.

“One day,” I murmured, lips brushing over her skin, “I want to see these swollen and full from our babies.”

“Dalton, please . . . fuck me hard.”

“Then undress me.”

She reached for my belt, yanked it loose, and held my gaze as she shoved my pants and boxer briefs down in one rough motion.

My cock sprang free.

“Get on me.”

She hovered there, letting the tip of my dick press against her—parting her and giving my cock a taste of what my mouth had already devoured.

“Yes, darlin’,” I rasped. “It’s your turn. You take control.”

She lowered onto me slowly, and it hit her all at once—a gasp or a moan. Either way, her mouth dropped open as her body stretched to take me in. The sound she made was pure fucking heaven.

I gripped her hips and guided her down inch by inch, feeling her walls clench around me.

“That’s it. Nice and slow.”

She whimpered, breath shaking, and I held her there, letting her adjust as I filled her completely.

I let go of her hips and leaned back, giving her full control, and fuck, did she take it.

Her pussy swallowed my cock as she slammed down until she was seated to the base, taking me all the way in with every bounce. I couldn’t take my eyes off the way she moved, tits bouncing, hair falling loose, skin flushed as she fucked herself like she was made for it.

She ran her hands up through her hair, undoing the style she’d had all night, pulling out every pin until it fell wild around her shoulders.

“You love it, don’t you?” she panted, riding harder. “Watching your cock disappear in my messy pussy.”

My jaw clenched, and I groaned beneath her. I wanted to grab her, flip her, fuck her into the mattress, but fuck, she had me caged.