Page 133 of Fighting the Pull


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I started to move.

“Hands and knees,” he demanded.

I bit my lip as another set of lips quivered, and I got on my hands and knees and crawled the short distance to him.

He put a knee to the bench to get closer to me, but other than that, he didn’t help, so I got to undo his jeans, pull them down his hips, and release his dick.

Yeah, I missed that.

I went for it.

“Did I say you could have it?” Hale asked.

Oh God.

This was…

It wasincendiary.

I lifted my eyes to him.

It felt like every inch of my skin quivered as he slid his fingers along my cheek, his thumb along my bottom lip, then he pushed it inside my mouth.

I sucked it deeper.

I enjoyed watching his eyes flare before he pulled it out, ordered, “Open,” in a gruff voice, I did, and slowly, he slid his cock into my mouth.

Oh yes.

I missed that.

Holding me at the back of my head, he fucked me like that, gazing down at me the entire time, until I was whimpering.

He slid out, commanded, “Turn around, get in the middle of the bed.”

I did as told.

He followed me in, and I felt a wave of heat as he tugged my panties down to my knees, grasped my hips, then entered me.

My head flew back, and I dropped down to my forearms.

Okay. I missed that more.

“You missed my dick, fuck it,” Hale ordered.

I didn’t hesitate, slamming back into his thrusts.

“Oh yeah, baby, you missed it,” he grunted.

“Fuck me, Hale,” I begged.

When I said that, he pulled out, rolled me to my back, yanked my panties completely off, moved up me, then gave me what I asked for, but in a different way.

He drove into my mouth.

I tasted me and him and moaned against his cock.

“Yeah,” he groaned, fucking my face. “Hold on.”

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