Page 209 of Cocky Caveman


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“Mmm…” she hums around my erection.

I see stars.

The vibration has me gritting my teeth until I think I will lose myself down her throat, and then she releases my cock. “Need you inside me.”

“Climb aboard, babe.”

“I want to watch us in the reflection. Keep on your shirt. It’s sexy.”

My shoes, socks, and pants disappear in a flash.

Her back is to my chest, with her legs spread wide. Anaconda is standing at attention between her wet thighs. “Stroke yourself and me at the same time,” she whispers before resting her head back against my shoulder, lifting both arms until she can grab the back of the chair.

We last all but ten seconds before I feed my cock inside her, allowing her pussy to adjust to my length before we find our rhythm.

We are both so close I am holding my breath, fighting the war of the orgasm, but I am all in for what she wants to do.

“Position change,” she pants out, sliding off me.

She is going to love the tantra chair I’ve ordered.

Once she can see I am under control, she stands, pulling me to my feet. She turns the chair sideways bends over with one hand on the top and the other flat on the faux leather padded seat, her bubble butt facing me.

“Christ, you are a sight in those sexy heels. You are going to enjoy this angle. Let me know if I am hurting you. Use your safe word if this gets too much. Now, lift your left leg so I can hold it.”

With every inch I feed inside her, she lets me know how good it makes her feel.

“Tucker, show me how much you love me.”

So I do.

Seventy-Eight

IS THERE SOMETHING YOU NEED TO TELL ME?

Ophelia

There’s a ringing in my ears.

Then it goes quiet.

I snuggle in against Tucker’s chest, not opening my eyes. I know we have slept late, but I don’t want to move a muscle. I have never experienced a night of marathon orgasms. My body feels deliciously worked over.

I am in no hurry to get up for the day, knowing Tucker paid for an extra night, but I must get my things from Holland’s home and thank him for letting me stay, and we must visit Phoenix and Slade.

I let out a contented sigh, feeling so loved and worshipped, and I love reconnecting over and over with Big A.

“Ophelia, are you thinking about Anaconda?”

I laugh softly. “Mm-hmm…guilty as charged.”

“So fucking beautiful,” he murmurs sleepily, caressing my naked back with sensual circles, making me shiver with anticipation—even though I am so exhausted.

“Did my phone wake you?”

“Maybe,” I mumble, too busy enjoying his soft touch, hoping his fingers will glide between my legs. I mean, sleep is so overrated.

“Sorry about that. Alice has tried to call twice on my private phone, now that I no longer need to be careful with a burner and has left a few messages for me to contact her, adding it isn’t urgent.”

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