Page 51 of Passion Island


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He was good dick.

He was good loving.

He was unforgettable fucking . . .

Sin pulled out, then slammed deep. A hard, sharp thrust. Another. Another. And then he was stroking her slowly again, sweetly, teasing her, the stretch of his dick inciting a wave of heat as it swelled even more.

Dr. Dangerfield groaned.

Sin moaned. And then his lips moved over her jaw to her neck. He sucked her there, behind her earlobe.

He was loving her, slowly, loving her purposefully, loving her rhythmically, and oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, she was loving every minute of it.

“Mind Fucking” eased from the speakers and the sound of Trey Songz’s voice upped Dr. Dangerfield’s desire as her cunt swallowed Sin’s cock, whole, greedily, filling her body with delicious thrusts. Sin’s dick nudged her cervix and she felt another wave of heat wash over her, within her.

She mewled out as Sin used a hand to grip one of her breasts, leaning down to suck it between his lips. He nipped at it, causing heated sparks to shoot through her belly, and then he twirled his tongue wetly over its stiffened tip.

More tension coiled low in Dr. Dangerfield’s belly and she heard herself humming along as Asiahn sang about waiting, waiting, waiting . . .

“I’ll let you take the lead…oh baby take . . .”

Sin kissed her neck again, and Dr. Dangerfield closed her eyes and effortlessly gave her power over to him.

By the time her fourth orgasm spiraled out of her body, she was creaming all over his dick, her warm creamy juices sluicing out of her body, soaking the sheets beneath her. Sin bit down on her neck and Dr. Dangerfield dug her nails into his ass, her cunt wetly clutching around him, sucking him.

“Ah shit,” he muttered, breaking their code of silence. “Pussy so fuckin’ creamy.”

He was on the verge of coming. Finally.

“Ah fuck,” he ground out. “Where you want this nut?”

Her eyes opened and he was looking at her. Lids half-mast and full of lust, burning into her.

“All over my pussy,” she murmured.

“Oh, yeah,” he breathed. “Ah, fuck.”

And then he was pulling out of her body, yanking off the condom, then stroking his dick, grunting, his gaze never leaving hers. His eyes darkened, his stare intensified and Dr. Dangerfield cupped her left breast in one hand and licked over her nipple as she lowered her fingers to her clit, sensually stroking; her clit slippery and swollen.

“Goddammit. Fuck,” Sin growled, his orgasm spurting out, warming Dr. Dangerfield’s flesh. His body jerked, and another rope of semen shot out of his dick, coating her slit and splashing over her clit, and her still-stroking fingers.

Dr. Dangerfield moaned.

And then Sin’s mouth was over hers again, kissing her, tonguing her, before trailing wet kisses along her neck, over her breasts, down her quivering belly.

And then—oh God, oh God . . .

Sin licked over her hot, aching flesh. He licked one labium and then the other.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she cried out as he slid his wicked tongue over her slit and then her fingers and then over her clit, causing her hips to buck.

He sucked her fingers into his mouth, one by one, as he took a finger of his own and smeared her pussy juices and his nut over her asshole. He slid the tip of his finger in her ass as he licked her pussy again and then fucked her with his tongue.

Thrusting and withdrawing, then thrusting again, over and over.

“God, yes, Sin . . .” Dr. Dangerfield thrust her hands into his locs, her undulating hips meeting his lips, fucking his tongue, fucking his face.

He licked her clean, sucked her clit back into his mouth, his finger writhing inside her heated asshole, and then abruptly pulled away. His finger, his tongue . . . gone. Leaving her body empty and quaking.

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