Page 30 of Moon Cursed


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“Fuck, Cheryl,” I mutter, barely able to handle seeing her with it.

“Oscar, I know this is an Omega thing. I love the way you fuck me, and I think you want this so much you’re psyching yourself out of it. I’m not going to let that happen tonight. Tonight, it’s on the list.”

“It’s on the list.” Just don’t write it down or think about what it is.

“I’m going to get myself ready,” she tells me, opening the lube. “Then, I’m going to turn around.”

“Oh, fucking hell,” I murmur, my dick already throbbing at the start of her instructions.

“Close your eyes, Oscar,” she insists, making it a command.

I close my eyes. I don’t touch my cock.

I hear… sounds… but I don’t let myself think about what she’s doing.

I concentrate on breathing. And waiting for her commands.

“Open your eyes,” she commands.

When I do, I see she’s on all fours in front of me, and the lube is on the bed in front of me.

“Take the lube and rub it all over your cock.”

I take a breath first. I open the lube with shaky hands.

The cap sticks a little. I almost drop the bottle.

Then it’s open. I shake it and a blob of the clear, unscented gel squirts onto my hand. I put the bottle down and rub the gel over my cock, from the root to the tip, not letting myself think about what I’m doing. The gel is a little cold. That helps.

Cheryl clears her throat. “When you’re ready, press the head of your cock against… well, you know…”

She’s avoiding the words because she knows they’ll trigger me.

I move in close and the second I see what I’m about to do, I cum, all over her lubed-up ass.

Her back arches, and she gasps, which really doesn’t help.

But then she says, “Don’t stop.”

I see what she’s saying. I’m still hard. Despite the premature spills, I can still fuck her.

I press the tip against that tight hole, closing my eyes as I push it inside.

She pushes back against me and I sink in to the hilt, my eyes wide as I realize I’ve done it.

I’m inside my mate’s tight ass. She moans as I start to move.

It’s too much. I come in seconds.

But she doesn’t let me stop.

“Keep going, Oscar,” she says. “Rub my clit and keep fucking me until you make me come.”

I curse under my breath, holding onto her hips and trying to rock slowly into her to make it last.

I move a hand around to her clit and it splits my attention, making it a little easier to hold out.

Why the hell didn’t I think of this before? I stroke my mate’s clit, and she helps me keep rhythm.

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