“I fucking love your tits. They are absolutely perfect. The best,” he groaned as he sucked one of her pink nipples into his mouth, playing with it.
“More,” she begged, not knowing exactly what she needed him to do, only that she needed more of everything as her climax remained ever so slightly out of her reach. And she wanted that bitch.
“More what, babe? More of this?” Kingston sat up on his knees and rammed his cock into her. His fingers danced between her folds and up to her clit.
“Yes! Oh, God! Please. Make me come! Please!” Her husky voice sounded desperate, and she didn’t give a single fuck. Not one. The only thing that mattered was Kingston’s next move and how hard he slammed into her.
“Oh, you like it hard, don’t you?” he asked.
“Mmm-hmm. I love it. It feels so damn good.” The truth was that she had never really been fucked the way she wanted to be. No man ever seemed to have the stamina it required to get her off. She like a long hard fuck. Not just a few hard thrusts followed by a few minutes of the smallest of possible movements because a guy had worked himself up to fast and was trying like hell not to embarrass himself by coming too quickly.
“Good. Because I can fuck you like this all night long. Actually, I just might.” He pulled out and slammed back in. Tip to balls in one swift move that he repeated over and over until Emmy was screaming his name on fucking repeat. Every single move that he made felt so incredible and drove her closer to her climax. He’d ratchet her body up and held her there, not letting her come. It was amazing and frustrating at the same time.
“Kingston!” she cried out as he flipped her over on her stomach and slammed right back in.
“Mmm. There is nothing better than this nice, thick ass.”
“Oh!” Emmy gasped as his palm landed across her backside. The sweet sting sent a fresh wave of heat shooting straight to her core.
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There wasn’ta single damn thing that Kingston didn’t love about Emmy. Her wit was a complete turn on. Her body was fucking perfect. Filled with lovely curves that fit him perfectly. Her pussy … fuck. That was a whole other story. Completely magical. And the way she responded to his every touch. Out of this fucking universe.
He wanted her to know that no one could ever make her feel like he could. He needed her to equate pleasure with him and only him. His beast demanded it as he fought back every instinct he had to claim her as his. His gums itched. He felt his teeth elongating.
He pushed her thighs farther apart, allowing him the room he needed to maneuver. Kissing a path up the center of her back, he stretched his body out over hers, carefully keeping the bulk of his weight off her.
Pumping his cock in and out of her, he carefully kept up the steady pace as her body began to shake under him. He’d been holding her back from her climax, wanting her to explode when he finally made her come again. He wanted to feel her sweet juices running down his cock.
“Do you want to come again, babe?” he growled in her ear.
“Yes, please. Kingston, please. My entire body feels like it’s going to explode if I don’t come soon. I can’t take it anymore. It feels so damn good, but I need to …”
Her words were cut off when he pulled out to the tip and slammed back in, hitting that sweet spot that sent her flying over the edge.
He nipped at her back and shoulders. Her pussy clamped down around his cock. When her muscles finally released their death grip on his length, he felt her juices covering him. Biting the side of his cheek until he tasted blood, Kingston pulled back and yanked her up onto her hands and knees.
He reached around with one hand and quickly found her clit. Circling the tiny bundle of nerves, he slammed back into her. Their bodies lurched forward. With the other hand, he grasped her shoulder, holding her in place before he slammed back in.
“Kingston!” she shouted his name with each hard thrust he made.
“That’s it, babe. Take me. Take all of me.”
“Oh, God! I’m going to come again!” she cried out.
“Fuck, yes! That’s it, babe. Come for me again.”
He loved that she had the ability to come multiple times. He had the feeling that she would come and come and come all night long.
And didn’t that sound like one hell of a plan to him.
CHAPTERNINETEEN
“Fuck! Oh! Fuck!” Emmy shouted as another climax slammed into her with Kingston’s latest stroke. She had no idea how many times she had come or how many more releases she had in her, but damn …
There wasn’t a single second of it that she didn’t love. The man had the stamina of a ... well, a dragon, she supposed. Either way, she was loving every damn second of everything he was giving her.
“Do you want me to come with you this time, babe? Or do you want to keep coming more and more?” he asked.