Page 24 of Wicked Praise


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Nearly. Thankfully, she stopped herself.

“I need my hands.” Bella lifted her hips and moved up and down his thick shaft, letting out a moan as her eyes flickered closed for a sweet, blissful moment.

“Fuck, my cock loves this cunt,” Blake grunted. “No, you don’t. I’ve got you.”

He loved control. That was clear when he’d reached for the Prada necktie and wrapped it around her wrists before directing her on top of him.

Not that she was complaining.

He had the nicest cock she’d ever seen—which was a total sum of two now. But still, every inch of this man was gorgeous. His skin was golden, his chest bare of a single hair, and his chiseled pecs were mouthwatering. If only her hands were free to roam over them and down the ripped abs below.

Blake sped her up, thrusting up into her as he squeezed one of her breasts.

“Blake,” she cried, her muscles tightening and a glorious orgasm rushing to the surface.

“Fuck my cock. That’s it. Let me watch you as you come around me,” he panted. “Tell me how it feels.”

“I—” she started as her orgasm struck with a brute force that shocked her.

Holy hell.

“Tell me, Bella,” Blake ordered.

“Like fire. Everywhere.” Her body quaked and shuddered as he gripped her hips, stroking her faster up and down his cock. “Oh, God. Like. An. Explosion.”

A really happy explosion.

Her eyes connected with his wild, predatory orbs as he controlled his prey in every way. Bella knew she was his to do with as he pleased.

And he had.

Her body convulsed as she cried out once more. Blake’s face tightened as he thrust deeper. Harder.

“Such a good fucking girl. Watch your pussy as I come inside you. Watch us Bella,” he growled.

Jesus.

A second orgasm tore through her as she did as he instructed. She wished she could feel him coming. They’d used a condom, but Bella wondered what it would feel like making love to a man like Blake who would want her for life.

Both of them willing to go bare and feel it skin to skin. Perhaps one day she would find love.

One day, but not today.

She collapsed on his chest, and Blake untied her hands. They lay there panting, catching their breath for a long moment, until it felt awkward. Their bodies might know each other, but he was still a stranger to her.

Bella knew people did this all the time, but she didn’t. The last man she’d slept with had been Cain. Over two years ago now. She pressed against Blake's chest and slowly moved off him.

“God, Bella. I wasn’t expecting that,” he said, turning to face her.

“First time?” she smirked.

His cheeky grin stretched across his face. “What do you think, sweetheart?”

“You never know. It could have been beginner’s luck,” she shrugged.

“Lucky would be having another three orgasms before you leave.” Blake tugged her hips against his.

Her phone chose that moment to beep.

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