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Thrilling.

She pushes herself onto my lap and slides her hand down my chest and abs until she reaches the rim of my pants. I suck in a breath when she pushes it down, leans in, and whispers into my ear, “Please … I need to feel you inside me.”

Fuck. Me.

How could I ever resist that kind of begging?

CHAPTER13

Aurora

Without thinking,I pull his cock out of his pants.

It bobs up and down, hard as a rock, thick and throbbing with pre-cum.

And it still makes me gulp.

Not just from the sheer size but from the idea that he could get this hard … because of me.

Because his tongue was on my clit. Because I came from his mouth.

It feels so shameful yet liberating at the same time.

He made me feel so good, even when it felt so wrong, and I want to give that back to him. I know he needs it. His cock has been practically bursting out of his pants ever since we came to this beach house, and we finally had some time to breathe. To talk. To kiss.

And I don’t want to stop.

If I could, I would continue forever, just to avoid having to think another day.

So I wrap my arms around his neck and press my lips to his.

He tastes of me, and it’s sexy. I kiss him like he kissed me, still drunk on lust from that amazing orgasm he just gave me.

And I spread my legs and sink down onto his cock without saying a word.

His tongue instantly darts out and parts my lips forcefully, thrusting in to claim mine as I push myself down over his base. His rigid shaft pulsates inside me, and it’s the best feeling in the world.

I tear my lips away for a moment to ask, “Is this what you want?”

His hands are on my thighs, nails digging into my skin. “Ineedit.”

It’s all I need to give him my body. I want to make him feel good, just like he made me feel good. And if that’s a crime, so be it.

I’m not married, and I doubt I ever will be, but at least I’ve made the one man who deserves it happy.

The ridges on his brows slowly lower as his face begins to scrunch up, ready for the inevitable explosion of pleasure. And I witness it all right from his very lap, every second even more amazing than the one before. This beautiful broken man is falling apart from what I’m doing, and it feels so damn empowering that I can’t get enough.

Even though I know I shouldn’t be doing this, even though I know it could get me pregnant.

I don’t care anymore.

All I want is to feel him inside me, over and over again, connecting with him until we can only exist together.

“F-F-uuuck.” The long-drawn-out groan brings a smile to my face as he bursts deep inside me. I keep bouncing up and down on top of him until he’s satiated and sighs with relief.

Suddenly, he cups my ass and stands up with me in his arms, his cock still deep inside me.

“Whoa, what are you d—?”


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