Page 50 of One Little Victory


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“I want you inside me,” she begged, lifting one foot to rub it over the back of my thigh. “Now. Please.”

The strong, confident, badass Addison Allison pleaded with no man, but she stared at me with lazy eyes, begging me to fuck her. I wanted this to last, wanted our first time to be something burned into her soul so when this ended, she’d always carry a part of me with her. The second I felt the tight heat of her pussy, I’d be fucking gone, and like hell if I wasn’t going to get her off beforehand.

“Not until you come on my face. Then I’ll fill you so full of my cock it will be all you think about tomorrow. You’ll feel me with every step, with every breath, but not until you let me taste this pussy.”

I bent her knee, throwing one leg over my shoulder and leaned closer, letting my tongue have its first taste. It was better than dessert, better than candy. Her flavor burst across my lips as I gripped her ass, nudging her other leg over my shoulder. She fisted my hair, tugging the strands as her hips bucked against my face. I mumbled incoherently to her pussy as I licked, focusing on her clit and sucking the little bud into my mouth.

“Oh my god,” she groaned, removing one hand from my head to brace on the door behind her. “Don’t stop. Please.”

I was drunk on her, lapping her pussy and swirling my tongue around her clit, forgoing air to bring her pleasure.

“God, you’re so wet. I fucking love it. Come for me, honey.”

I hummed around her, wanting the vibrations to travel straight to her core, and felt her thighs quiver a moment later. I picked up speed, kneading her ass and drawing her clit into my mouth to give her as much pleasure as possible. The noises she made turned into one loud cry, and I nibbled on her clit, feeling the second she let go. Thrusting madly against my head, she came with my name on her tongue and her hands in my hair.

I kept lapping, swirling, and licking until her body sagged and her head drooped, looking at me with hazy eyes. With her feet back on the ground, I slowly kissed my way back up her body, giving each nipple a flick before claiming her lips. She whimpered into my mouth, wrapping her arms around my neck and sucking on my tongue. It was too much and not enough. Her hips eagerly rubbed against my cock, making the need to be inside her unbearable.

I grabbed her ass again, and she climbed up my body, wrapping her legs around my waist so we were locked together and almost fused as one. She looked down between our bodies, watching my cock rub against her core, coated in her wetness. It was so fucking hot, seeing my cock between her lips, and we pressed our foreheads together, watching our bodies move. The air thickened with need as she snaked her hand between us and grasped my cock, angling it toward her. I felt her pussy grip the head as I slowly sunk into her, never feeling anything as good as this.

“Shit. Condom,” I said, stilling my movements. Her nails bit into my arm, and she stroked the back of my neck.

“Fuck me bare, Simon. I’m safe and on the pill.” She drew her bottom lip between her teeth, and I moved my hips, sinking another inch in and making her gasp.

“So tight. So wet. Are you sure, honey? I’m safe too and have never felt anyone like this before.” If she let me have her this way, let me into her body with nothing between us, she’d be mine. Even if she wouldn’t admit it—even if she fought me tooth-and-nail. Mine.

“Yes,” she said, peppering my neck and shoulders with kisses. I sucked in a breath and let that word sink in as she rocked against me. My cock ached to be sheathed fully inside her, so I buried my face against her neck, sucking on the tendon where her shoulder met the slender curve, and thrust forward.

“Jesus fuck,” I cried as she clung to me, moaning unintelligible syllables. Our hips slapped together as I thrust and grunted, repeating the same words.

“Mine.” Thrust.

“More.” Thrust.

“So good. Never been this good,” she panted as I pounded into her relentlessly, the pleasure so intense I wouldn’t last much longer. She gripped my cock like a vise, moaning so sweetly as I plunged in and out. “Going to come again. For you.”

For me. Mine.

My hips had a mind of their own—claiming her, possessing her as I moved. Tomorrow, she’d have marks from where my fingers dug into her ass and hips. Her wearing my marks had me growling and my thrusts turning erratic.

“That’s right, honey. Come all over my cock. Let me feel you fall apart before I fill you with my come. I want to watch it drip down your legs when we’re finished.”

“Oh fuck, Simon. Yes, to that. All of that.”

Her walls quivered as the first pulse of her orgasm washed over her, and I was helpless to stop my own as it started in my toes and shot up my body. I pressed my forehead to hers, and with one hard slam of my hips, I roared her name as I filled her tight pussy with rope after rope of my come. My orgasm was so intense my legs shook, and I pushed her harder against the door to hold her up as my release painted her insides.

I memorized her expression—her eyes locked with mine. I was speechless, staring at her in the throes of pleasure without a conscious thought in my head. My body was locked in euphoric bliss, and I lost track of how long I held her, waiting until our heartbeats slowed.

“I’m never letting you go. You know that, right?” I whispered, our eyes still locked together. She held my gaze, then slowly blinked as the words registered.

Shit. I shouldn’t have said that.

Now was not the time to bring up our earlier conversation, but the words slipped out, and I couldn’t take them back. Her eyes still stayed on me as she searched for something in them.

“Good.”

If I hadn’t seen her lips move, I would have sworn she hadn’t spoken. But I did, and it was like she’d tapped into some hidden part of my body—of my mind. A part that had been waiting for her. I never wanted to let her go, never wanted to stop fucking her, but my legs were shaking as we both came down from the high. I lowered us to the floor, groaning when my cock slipped from her body and turning around so my back rested against the door beside her. I laid my hand on her thigh and she threw her leg over mine, giving me an unobstructed view of my come leaking out of her.

I trailed one hand up her thigh and to her center, swiping through our combined orgasms and over her clit. Her hips bucked in response, making me jerk away from the door and look at her with wide eyes.

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