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So I should go the extra mile when it came to being filthy. Message received.

Especially since I had to get this show on the road. Not only for the benefit of my throbbing cock, but because that phone call had been Seth’s ringtone. He wasn’t calling for a chat.

Time was nigh for us to get ourselves wedded, so I’d have to hope my daughter didn’t have a predilection toward dirty words and/or had a charitable heart when it came to forgiveness.

“Ride that dick, baby. Spread your wetness all over it. Make me feel how much you want this.”

Sage didn’t seem to need my encouragement. Her eyes were slitted, her happily abused lips parting with her rapid breaths. She gripped my erection and poised over it, circling it over her clit until I was almost certain I could feel it pulsing against me. I groaned, tilting my hips, urging her to sink down and finish us both off.

“More,” she whispered, rocking back and forth, coating me in her scent and her desire.

“Untie my hands and I’ll shove you down on that dick so hard you won’t be able to scream.”

Her lashes fluttered and she ran her free hand over her belly, slipping it upward to pinch her nipple. My length bobbed in her hand and she chuckled, angling her head so a blond curl curved seductively over her cheek.

“Maybe you should beg for this pussy first.”

Oh Christ. I had created a monster. A hot-as-Hades one who I couldn’t wait to spend the rest of my life with.

“Give it to me. You know I want it. I wish I could taste you at the same time you’re coming all over my cock. I can feel your juices running down my balls. Fuck, Sage, if you don’t let me inside that sweet, tight pussy, I’ll—”

She broke, taking me inside and sliding down to the hilt with a little cry of victory. I shut my eyes, groaning at the sheer decadence of her hot walls closing around me, losing myself to the mindlessness of fucking her. It was instinctive. No thought required. My hips snapped up and I drove in deeper and deeper still. Couldn’t get enough. She took every inch, her pussy rippling around me as if she were trying to draw the come from my body. She wasn’t going to have to wait long.

The phone buzzed again and I grunted, trying to shift my head so I could see my watch. Yeah, not going to happen.

“Faster,” I muttered, and it wasn’t just because I couldn’t see straight.

If I didn’t answer Seth’s call, he was apt to show up at the door.

“Oh God, feels so good. I want to make it last.”

“Can’t. Not today. Maybe tonight. Faster, princess, or else I’ll spank your ass when I get these ties off.”

“I like when you spank me.” Her nails scraped my lower belly and my head tipped back, my whole body pulling tight.

Time for another tact.

“Don’t hold out on me, princess. I feel how wet you are. Hear it too. Fuck, listen to that.” The sounds her body was making every time I pumped into her were damn near obscene. So freaking dirty in the best possible way. “Play with your hot little pussy for me, princess. Do it just right so you soak my dick.”

She rubbed her clit, no shame at all now. Her openness at enjoying her body only increased my need, pushing it higher and higher as I thrust into her hard and fast. Sweat dotted my brow and slipped into my hairline and I still couldn’t stop fucking her. She arched as she rode me as if she’d been born to do it. When she couldn’t keep the pace any longer without bracing herself, she planted one hand on my tensed stomach, still fingering herself with the other.

“Give it to me. Goddammit, now.”

Finally, finally, she stopped fighting it, her cries as her pussy clenched more than enough to shove me into my own climax. I shouted, turning my face into my arm, my fisted hands beating against the wall behind the bed while I emptied myself into her giving pussy. Not stopping until she had every drop.

And Jesus, the phone buzzed again.

“You’re so fucking sweet. Next time my wrists are tied, you’re going to ride my mouth. Smear that wet pussy all over it.”

She whimpered, leaning forward to kiss me hungrily. “Sure we have to leave the suite? I bet you could get me going for another round…”

It was my turn to whimper, or whatever the manly version of that sound was. I was half tempted to cancel the whole ceremony. Partly because I was not a fake Elvis fan, partly because my fiancée was hotter than any woman had a right to be.

“That’s Seth.” I sucked on her lower lip. “We’re needed somewhere else. But I’ll take an IOU for that face-riding in return for some spanking tonight.”

“Sounds like a win for me on both scores. Though I wouldn’t mind spanking you—”

“Good luck there, princess.”

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