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Her whimpers and moans have me aching to come, but I grind my teeth and power through it. The look of ecstasy on herface as she writhes against me… holy fuck me. It nearly does me in.
As she stops trembling, I brush my thumb over her cheek.
"Fuck, there are so many things I want to do to you right now," I say, studying her beautiful face.
She grins, pivoting her hips and grinding her cunt over my shaft. Even while she's under me, completely caged in by my body, she still manages to work my cock like I've never felt before.
"I bet." She shrugs. "What's at the top of your list?"
"God, you're so fucking perfect." I kiss her stupid.
Her chest heaves, and I swear my cock is like an iron rod inside her slippery sex.
I kneel in front of her, stretching her legs up over my hips. I pull her up, wrapping her arms around my shoulders.
"Holy hell, Dexter," she groans as our chests brush.
My legs burn as I power into her with shallow thrusts. My hands grip her hips; feeling her wet heat has me ready to burst.
"Hold on tight," I groan against her neck as I bend her knees so she's kneeling over me. Tossing myself back, I pull her down with me.
"Fuck me off," I growl. "I can't hold on much longer."
Baby smirks, running her nails over my chest… she scratches deep just like I like. Her hair falls around her in a curtain of dark waves as she grinds and bounces on my cock. My hands span her waist, digging into her soft hips.
Pushing up on my forearms, I tongue each breast. Baby whimpers. Wrapping a tattooed forearm around her neck, I pull her face to mine. I kiss her as my other hand falls to her clit. She grinds in small circular motions that always send me over the edge.
"Baby," I fucking whimper into her mouth. "Swear to God, you've got a magic fucking pussy."
She smiles, working her cunt over my thickening shaft. Baby winks, pinching both my nipples, and I groan. She's the perfect girl for me. We kiss as she grinds. My knot vibrates and I know I'm about to burst. Her plump pussy lips frame my knot, teasing me as she works me over.
"Fuck, I'm gonna fill that pretty little cunt to the brim. Be dripping all out of you."
I fist the hair falling in her face, my arm flexing as I lose my fucking mind. I've never felt for another human being the way I feel about her.
"I'm gonna come," she whimpers. She freezes. Her body trembles over mine.
Using my forearms and heels for leverage, I work in and out of her. She falls forward against my chest.
I'm heaving deep lungfuls of her scent. I explode. Her tongue finds mine, dancing as I fill her full of my seed. I wrap my arm around her back holding her to me as we both tremble.
My hair is slick with sweat. Baby clings to my chest like she'll never let me go. Which is probably a good thing. Because I'll never let her go either.
Chapter Fifty-Two
Issac Matthews
Kitten has Bellamy strapped to her chest in the baby carrier thing. We're in the green room, waiting for our turn to perform.
It's our final pro-pack fundraiser before the election tomorrow, but Jamen set this one up. It's locked down, and he's got half the state of Colorado's off-duty police officers on site in addition to all the private security he hired.
Ruinis performing with us. It's going to be one of the mini-crossover shows. I'm actually pumped for it. There's something about the energy when we're all on stage that the audience loses their mind over.
"You're sure you're all right?" I ask Love, leaning all up in her personal space.
"I'm fine," she assures me.
Her dad has been calling and making not-so-veiled threats, but I was real fucking proud of her when she said enough was enough.
