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Jo smiled again, before shrieking as he fell onto the bed, holding her close in his grasp. She chuckled as she landed against his chest, but Richard’s lips seized hers and his tongue plundered the depth of her mouth.
Jo clawed at him, fighting to get closer.
Their clothing ripped and fell away as their hands roamed each other’s bodies.
Jo’s mind was hazy, her body was burning, and all she wanted was him. All she needed was him. So she fought and clawed at everything that stood between them, desperate to get to his naked flesh. And once she did, she paused to marvel at the beauty of his body.
He was sculpted like a Greek god. Chiseled, lean, tall. His masculine length stood proudly among the curls of intimate hair, dark red, angry, and covered in veins. His thighs were powerful and strong. She couldn’t wait to wrap her legs around those thighs and ride his magnificent cock.
She licked her lips. But first, she wanted a taste. She lowered herself down his body and licked his length. Her eyes fell closed, the fingers of her hand circling him, squeezing him and feeling the steel beneath the velvety skin.
She couldn’t believe she was holding him in her hand, licking him with her tongue. He was hers. Completely. Without a doubt.
Her husband.
Jo kissed the mushroom-shaped tip and Richard hissed, his hands going to cradle her head. Jo smiled, then licked again, only this time around the head of his cock.
“You mean to tease me, vixen. Don’t you?” Richard gritted.
Jo looked up and coquettishly raised her brow. “I do.”
“Well, then. I’ll just have to tease you back.”
Before she had time to reply or do anything else, Richard lunged toward her.
He took her by the waist and twirled her around, sitting her over his face.
“Richard!” she shrieked. She fell forward from the violent movement, her palms on either side of his hips, her face perilously close to his engorged member.
He didn’t seem to mind her protests. He simply took her by her hips, settling her comfortably over his mouth before licking right at her center.
Jo moaned, tensing. Is that how he meant to tease her? Well, she would be a formidable opponent, Jo decided.
She leaned forward and enveloped the head of his cock into her mouth. The fingers of her one hand sank into his buttock while her other hand circled the base of his cock, squeezing him, feeling the fire within him.
How long had she ached for this moment? To be holding him in the palm of her hand. To own him so completely. The thought combined with the feel of him sent shivers down her spine.
She moaned, swirling her tongue around, gathering more of his salty essence. Richard hissed before resuming his enthusiastic licking, his fingers biting into the flesh of her thighs.
They continued pleasuring each other, lick for lick, touch for touch. They were both lost in the taste and feel of each other. From their position, they could feel every little twitch and know what the other craved.
She had never felt complete ownership of another person like she felt at that moment. She felt powerful and at his mercy all at the same time.
Jo whimpered and sucked on his length, as her hips moved, riding his mouth.
His hips joined her rhythm, stuffing more of him into her mouth. Richard’s strong fingers held her in place, his hot cock in her mouth, and his flesh beneath her fingers aroused all her senses, making her sensitive to every movement. Her nipples hardened painfully, and an uncomfortable need gathered in her core.
Jo whimpered again, lowering her mouth, and fitting more of him down her throat. Somehow she needed more. Her fingers flexed around his flesh, her hips rocking against his mouth.
Richard, the arrogant viscount, had his mouth on her quim! The thought made her chuckle and let go of his length. Richard growled against her center, and her body vibrated with the sound. He smacked her playfully on her butt cheek as if reprimanding her.
Jo smiled. She ran her hand over his veiny length in wonder. “You are magnificent,” she whispered and lowered her mouth to his length. She peppered kisses around him before taking him in again.
Just then Richard licked his way to her little hill of pleasure. Jo’s hips bucked, her mouth tightening around him and sucking hard. Richard growled again, sending shivers of desire through her. She rocked her hips against his mouth, begging him to not stop. She wanted him to just keep licking her until her legs couldn’t hold her anymore.
Instead, he sucked on her nub.
Jo whimpered, the nails of one hand digging into his buttocks, as she lowered her mouth, taking as much of him as she could. She pumped his length with her other hand, moving in rhythm with the motions of his hips.
