Keep.
Touching.
Me.
“What kind of tribute does the goddess demand?” I ask her.
“I’m afraid,” she murmurs, trailing her hands up and down my thighs. “That I’m going to need a virgin sacrifice, Jace.”
“I’m no virgin, love.”
“Oh, now that’s a problem,” she winks. “Because if I can’t have a virgin, then I’m going to need a really, really naughty sexual sacrifice.”
“Naughtier than what we just did?” I raise an eyebrow.
“That was only the beginning,” she says. “We were just getting started.”
I laugh, but then I grab her by the hair and pull her up to my level so we’re eye-to-eye. She groans, obviously enjoying the little bite of pain I gave her. I like it, too. I like how damn wet she still is. I like how needy and excited she is.
“If you want a sacrifice, baby, then I’ll make sure you get one.” I lick her neck before biting it gently. I don’t break the skin, but I bite hard enough to let her know that she’s affecting me: to let her know that I mean business.
“What’ll it be, Jace?”
“Take off your shirt, princess. You’re going to sacrifice yourself on the altar of my cock.”
Her nipples harden. I can see them poking through the fabric of the thin sweatshirt she has on. She likes this idea. Oh, she fucking loves it. She reaches for the hem of her shirt and tosses it aside.
Just like that, it’s gone.
“Take off my shirt.”
Again, it’s gone.
“Now climb on my cock, goddess. Show me you mean business.”
Polly doesn’t look nervous at all as she comes over and straddles me. She lowers herself quickly onto my dick and she closes her eyes as she sinks deeper onto it. I groan at the sensation.
“Oh, I think you like that,” she says.
“So fucking much.”
“I like it, too,” she murmurs, and then she starts to ride.
Every coherent thought flees. Anything I was thinking about before is totally gone. In minutes, I won’t be able to remember my own name or how I got here or what I’m doing he
re. All I know is that I’m with Polly, and I don’t want this to ever stop.
Her breasts bounce, and I reach for them. I gently touch her nipples, rubbing my thumbs over them. She likes that. Her pussy clenches my cock as I rub her nipples and she throws her head back.
“So fucking pretty,” I tell her. “You’re gorgeous, Polly.”
“This feels so good,” she murmurs.
“Sweetie, we’re just getting started,” I tell her. I smile at her mischievously and she has the good sense to look a little nervous before I move.
In one swift motion, I flip her onto her back and slide into her. Her legs are over my shoulders as I thrust inside of her body.
“Jace,” she whispers.