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I arch into the bed, my body twisting and turning as I buck against Silas’s face. I grip his forearm as it presses down across my belly. I cup my breasts, run my hands across my body, and then fist the bedspread because I don’t know what to do.
I’m holding on to dear life as Silas turns my body into a complete mess, wrecking it with his mouth.
“Yours,” I finally manage through a gasping breath as I curl against him and grip his head. “It’s…ooohmygod—yours…”
I fall back and throw a pillow over my face, screaming into it as my orgasm tears me apart, cracking me open like a bottle of champagne thrown against a wall.
It would be a miracle if my dad didn’t hear me.
“That’s my good girl, Pru,” Silas rasps before he resumes his masterful performance—moving toward an encore.
It’s not long until he has me trembling all over again, but this time I roll over, shuddering on my stomach against the bed as ripple after ripple tears through me. By the time I catch my breath and glance at Silas over my shoulder, he’s completely naked.
A masterpiece of man.
I’m not even sure Michelangelo could capture the rugged, masculine beauty of this man.
Stomach flutters. Butterflies. Zap after electric zap all over my body. Everything is going haywire as I see Silas standing at the foot of my bed, naked and stroking himself.
Staring at me.
At all of me.
“You’re gorgeous, Pru. A masterpiece of feminine beauty. Sculpted by the gods because there’s no human on earth that could capture your beauty.”
Tingles.
Everywhere.
Until there’s a knock on my door.
“Goodnight, Pru,” my father says through the door.
My heart stops. Please be locked. Please be locked…
“Sleep well.”
“Night,” I squeak, my father’s footfalls receding moments later.
I stare at Silas as my heart pounds in my throat. He moves slowly onto the bed, hand still on his cock as the mattress sinks.
He lowers himself on top of me, collaring my throat with his hand as he whispers, “I’ll make sure you sleep well, Pru. You won’t be able to leave this bed once I’m done.”
He tilts my head toward him and crushes his lips against mine as his cock brushes against me. Fireworks color the darkness behind my eyelids as miniature explosions boom throughout my body.
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When I finally tear mylips from Pru’s, I fall back onto my knees, dragging my palm along the curve of her back. “God, you’re gorgeous, Pru.”
I groan, fisting my cock above the swell of her ass, grabbing a fistful of it as I pump. She slides her cheek onto the back of her hands as she glances at me out of the corner of her eye. “Speak for yourself. You look like you’ve been sculpted from marble.”
“There’s only one part of me that might be that hard.”
And it’s headed right toward her wet heat.
She gasps when I brush the tip against her entrance, relishing in its warmth and wetness.
