Page 78 of Passion Island


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She stood in her heels as they continued their kiss, his mouth moving hotly over hers, the plushness of her soft breasts, even the turgid points of her now-hard nipples, searing his flesh. Dr. Dangerfield released a delicious sigh because those lips, that mouth. Oh God, as if she weren’t already on the verge of creaming her thong—there went his tongue again.

And he’d only been inside her office all of two minutes.

Dr. Dangerfield leaned further into his kiss, melting and sighing in sweet surrender, giving in to Sin. He licked delicately over her plump bottom lip, nipping lightly with his teeth, then licking over it again until he was back inside her mouth.

She met his tongue with the tip of hers, brushing softly over it, until Sin nearly groaned aloud. God, she tasted so sweet, so feminine. Sin’s dick roared to life.

Dr. Dangerfield straddled him and then quickly fit him to her heated opening and without hesitation, she slid down and engulfed him in one motion, deeply into her body. Wet fire.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “Pussy so wet.”

“For you,” she said. She needed this. Needed him.

Sin’s strong hands slid to her ass, cupping her there as she rose up, her pussy gliding wetly up over his shaft to the head of his dick. Dr. Dangerfield sucked in her breath until she was nearly light-headed. And then she slid back down, taking all of him all over again, to the balls, her ass coming to rest on his lap.

Thick, nine inches of sin, that’s what he was. He felt so big inside her, but Dr. Dangerfield reveled in the tightness, her body welcoming the sweet agony of her stretching cunt.

“Oh, yes,” she pushed out, finally, over a breath as he palmed her breasts and then put his mouth to one nipple, sucking ravenously.

Dr. Dangerfield’s swollen pussy clutched, squeezing him as she rhythmically galloped up and down the length of him.

“Goddamn, baby,” Sin hissed. He loved the way, like Nairobia, she wasn’t afraid of the dick. She didn’t run from it. Hell nah. She rode it. And owned it. Made the dick hers every-and-any-time they were together.

And Sin loved that shit.

Dr. Dangerfield rose up slowly, inch by inch until she clutched only the head of his dick, using her muscles to suck him there as she slowly twirled her hips, rocking her body over the crown of his dick.

She paused for a moment, staring at him. His eyes glittered as he stared into hers. She was bad as fuck. The kind of woman he could love—maybe—if he were the loving a one-woman kind of guy. He loved pussy and pleasing it—lots of it—more than he believed he could ever love a woman.

“Let me fuck you.” The words rumbled gruffly from somewhere deep in his chest. “Balls deep, baby. Let me bury this dick inside your guts.”

“Oh Sin!”

His erotic words heated over her, splintering more need through her body, pushing her that closer toward release; her entire body bowed and then spasmed. And then her juices were gushing out around him, soaking him, his balls, and the leather sofa beneath them.

“Now, this pussy is all mine,” he breathed, cupping her by the ass and then rising to his feet, his dick still impaled inside her body. He gripped her ass and then slammed her up and down on this dick, pushing himself up and into her, faster, harder, stroking over her G-spot until Dr. Dangerfield was crying out his name.

“Oh Sin, Oh Sin, Oh Sin . . .”

He carried her over to his, thrusting up into her with each step until he bent at the knees and set her ass on the edge of the desk, sweeping everything off her work space, knocking the contents to the floor.

He lifted her legs and parted them up over his shoulders, but then he flipped one of her heels off and sucked her toes into his mouth.

And Dr. Dangerfield cried out and arched upward, her legs shaking spasmodically.

“Play with yourself,” he rasped over a mouthful of toes. And so she did, her hand going between them, her index and middle fingers going to her clit.

“Oh,” she breathed out, her head lolling backward as her eyes slowly rolled to the back of her head.

Sin licked the sole of her foot, then sucked its heel into his mouth, his dick moving swiftly in and out of Dr. Dangerfield as he bathed her foot with his mouth and tongue.

“Oh, oh, ohhhh,” she mewled.

Finally, he released her foot from his mouth and leaned in for her lips again, gently sucking them into his mouth, before sweeping his tongue back inside. They stayed this way for a while, kissing, him stroking her until Sin finally withdrew, enjoying the sensuous slide from her body. Her pussy was good. Not as good as Nairobia’s, but still—very, very, goddamn good. He slammed forward and began thrusting into her slippery heat, hard and deep. Faster. Harder.

“Oh, fuck,” he gritted out.

Dr. Dangerfield’s eyes rolled back in her head again. She’d never felt anything so goddam good in her life. Sin—oh, God, yes. There was nothing like sinning for him.

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