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MISHA
Deadly.
That’s what she is.
All I can think as she pulls me down on top of her is,I’m fucked.I need to get out of here.
But there’s no reason I can’t have a little fun first…
Right?
I decide to kiss her before stopping this. One kiss, that’s all. But as I take that one kiss, her lips parting so soft and easy beneath mine, offering herself up to me like a meek fucking sacrifice, I change my mind.
One kiss…
Plus one taste of the rest of her.
ThenI’ll walk out.
So I lick and bite and suck my way down her body. She’s putty in my hands, molding into whatever shape I put her in and staying there. “Such a good littlekiska…” I snarl into her wetness when I reach it.
Then I lap up her desire.
She’s sweet and salty on my tongue, so real and delicious, so fuckingminethat the taste of it alone almost throws me tumbling over the edge of the abyss.
Paige is moaning and tossing on the sheets, her thighs clamping around my head and releasing over and over again as my tongue and fingers bring her to an electric orgasm. I feel her hands tensing on the sheets, hear the cracking of her spine as she arches up before it breaks loose over her.
So now, I’ve had my kiss. I’ve had my taste.
But surely going just a little bit farther couldn’t hurt?
Before I know it, I’m standing up and shoving my pants down my hips. Freeing myself—fucking hell,I’m harder than I’ve ever been in my entire goddamn life, my cock is pure steel—and then I’m balls deep inside her, thrusting hard while she bucks and writhes underneath me.
A series of decisions brought me here, each worse and more reckless than the last—but when her body is in my hands, it feels like fate.
Like her full breasts and generous hips were made for me to hold and taste and fuck.
I’m mid-thrust when her eyes flutter open. Those warm, trusting eyes that are begging me for things I can’t possibly give.
Her fingers snake up and down my torso. Her hips lift to meet mine. She’s panting and moaning incoherent noises that tell me everything I need to know.
This is good. This is right. This is how it should be.
Pleasure tightens inside of me, but I’m not through with her yet. I hook my arms under her knees and slide deeper inside of her.
She cries out, and I feel her tighten around me. The simple change of position is enough to rip her to shreds. The rhythmic pressure of her orgasm is intoxicating, the way she squeezes me, milks me, begs me to come along with her. The way her face twists in concentration and then relaxes?
Thatisecstasy.
She circles her arms around my midsection, burying her face in my chest as I bury myself in her, letting my own orgasm go as it rides the coattails of hers.
I see stars.
Then I see blackness.
Only once the shadows fade from my eyes can I breathe again. I press her down onto the mattress and curl my hand around her cheek. She sucks my thumb into her mouth, swirling her tongue around me in a way that has me twitching inside of her, already blinking back to life.
