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Pleasure rocked down the insides of my thighs, and I felt myself grow wet under his heated inspection.
“Vaughn,” I begged as an ache swamped me. I wanted him to fill that place that was currently stretched open wide in welcome.
Moaning from the need, I shifted my hips out, straining for his attention and showing off more of myself as I let my head fall back.
He dropped his gaze between my legs, and he licked his lips. “You holding on tight enough?”
“Yes.” Quick, shallow breaths puffed from my lungs as he slowly leaned in and lowered his face toward my pussy. Then his gaze lifted and he met my eyes the very moment his tongue extended, and he licked me with a strong, overwhelming stroke.
“God!” I bucked and cried out from the pleasure, making the chair rock and my hands grip the chair rungs harder.
Vaughn caught the sides, forcing the rocker to stop as he dove in and feasted, plunging his tongue into me, only to pull it out again and lick me from taint to clit.
I sobbed and begged him shamelessly with a litany of, “Oh God, please, please, please.” I wasn’t even sure what I was begging him to do, I
just needed it done. “Vaughn…”
All too soon, he paused and looked up at me, his lips swollen and wet and his eyes glassy with arousal.
“Wha...why are you stopping?” I demanded, my voice high and desperate. My body was throbbing so hard and tipped so close to the edge of bliss that I felt almost homicidal in my need to reach it. I honestly wanted to grab his hair by the roots and shove his face back down, forcing him to finish me.
But instead, he lifted higher onto his knees, rasping, “I need to be inside you. I need to be inside you right fucking now.”
Panting, he tore open his pants in a frenzied rush. I watched and started to nod.
Or that would work too.
“Yes,” I said, already sliding my hips to the edge of the chair to meet him there.
He shoved his jeans and boxers down in one swift jerk, and the cock that sprang from between his legs had my mouth dropping open in awe.
“Holy hell,” I breathed. Vaughn Merrill was hung like a mule. And my pussy was so wet and swollen that it pulsed in anticipation, eager to feel all of him inside it. “You...” I glanced up, still amazed by what I was seeing. “I mean, you’re…”
“You’ll like it,” I was assured from a guttural rasp as Vaughn gripped the base of his dick in one hand and slid his other palm around my backside to hold me securely to the edge of the chair. Then he shifted forward and aligned our bodies.
I exhaled as I watched the head of that massive cock probe my entrance, then held my breath and blinked in surreal amazement as my lower lips parted readily to receive him. He shifted, and they took a little more.
“Oh, God,” I groaned, dying from anticipation as I waited for that sweet stretch of flesh I knew was coming. I just wanted him to shove forward and fill me, already. Whimpering, I twitched my hips, trying to rush him.
Vaughn glanced up at me, holding himself still with the very tip still wedged in me and teasing me beyond what I’d ever been teased before.
“There’s no coming back from this,” he said, looking suddenly sober and uncertain, his eyes full of worry.
I blinked.
And guilt claimed me.
I had this feeling I should call it off—then and there—but my body was straining for sex. I’d never wanted to be fucked as much as I did at that moment.
Then again, I loved this man. I couldn’t handle him regretting us.
So I whispered, “I know,” before adding, “It’s okay.”
I meant, it was okay for him to stop. I’d forgive him and still love him. But he must’ve thought I meant it was okay for him to continue because his gaze went unfocused, and he nodded right before he thrust inside me, hard and fast and so filling that I instantly started to come.
“Oh…” Gripping the chair rungs above me, I threw my head back and sobbed. “Oh my God, oh my God….”
It was the strongest, most wickedly claiming experience of my life.
