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“So do I. I would have called her a psycho bitch to her face, and only given her the clothes on her back before kicking her out of my courtroom.”

“But instead I got the only judge in three states who was completely sympathetic to my ex. She did not like me, or my rich family, one single bit.”

Lilianna turned to him, brushing a kiss on his chin. “Let’s talk about something else.”

“Like what?”

“Like kissing, or maybe naked, sweaty bodies sliding against each other all night, or best of all hot monkey sex.”

“I don’t remember a previous mention of hot monkey sex, but I’m game.”

Dylan kissed her hard on the mouth without further comment. It felt a little like he was smiling as they kissed. He soon pushed his knee between her thighs to make them spread wider. His hips soon nestled inside the embrace of her legs. His cock pressed into her pussy halfway before he groaned as if he were wounded, and he immediately pulled out again.

“What’s wrong?”

“Forgot the condom. Sorry.” He rolled to the side of the bed and grabbed the foil packet on the edge of the table next to the sofa that he’d pulled from his wallet earlier.

“Why the groan?”

He turned back to her, slipping right to where he’d been before. He pressed his forehead to hers. “Because you feel so fucking good I wasn’t certain I could back away without hurting myself. It was actually a groan of protest from my dick.”

“I see.”

“I doubt it. You feel fan-fucking-tastic skin to skin.”

“What can I do to make it up to you, and your poor deprived dick?”

He lowered his face, kissing her once before asking, “What about if you get on top and ride me like a bucking bronco?”

“Would you like that?”

“Yes.” His eyes practically rolled back in his head confirming his promised delight.

Lilianna pushed to her side, climbing on top of him, with his cock resting along the opening of her pussy. She pressed her face to his chest, sucked on one nipple then the other, rubbed the tips of her breasts along his hairy chest, and put her mouth on his for an exuberant kiss.

Dylan gripped her waist with firm fingers as she moved her wet pussy lips along the ridge of his cock. She lifted her body, grinding her knees into the bed on either side of his hips.

Her hand went between her legs to grasp his cock. She maneuvered the very tip of him into the opening of her slick pussy. He watched as she slowly impaled herself on his massive cock.

This time her eyes rolled back into her head. “That feels amazing.”

“I agree.”

Lilianna moved her hips in a small circle and moved up and down slowly. The feeling of fullness was exquisite.

“Jesus,” he murmured below her. His eyes were shut, and his expression was rapturous. Maybe it was time to speed things up. She slammed down on him, taking the length of his cock as deeply as possible. Dylan bent in half, practically growling as she did it again and again, each penetration filling her to the very brink of her capacity. But she loved it.

When he moved his hand between them and stroked her clit, Lilianna pulsed with arousal so acute, she almost came with a single rub.

She bit down on her lust, looked down at Dylan’s hand between them, and then stared deeply into his luscious brown eyes as they connected over and over again.

“Squeeze your nipples for me. I want to watch you touch yourself.”

Lilianna immediately put her fingers to her pert tips, pinching with each thrust of her pussy over his cock as he fingered her clit with expert care.

She inched ever closer to the pinnacle of satisfaction.

The only thing that would make this any better was if Hunter was in the room watching them. She pictured his penetrating, soulful, gray eyes and smirking lips easily as if he already watched from across the room.

Tendrils of ecstasy wound their way up her spine, delighting her with each second that went by. She was close. She wanted to come.

Lilianna sped her hip movements, impaling herself harder and faster on Dylan’s cock with each stroke down.

“Come for me,” she said and slammed her pussy down over his cock. And then did it again. And again.

“Fuck,” he shouted. His back arched and then he stiffened. The moment he came, Lilianna let go as well. She tilted her head back and screamed his name toward the ceiling as pulsing gratification spun through her center.


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