Double Inferno (The Sinful 7 of Delite, Texas 2)
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She sighed and he couldn’t help but laugh.
“Watch it, darling. Don’t push your luck with me. I may have more patience than Tyler, but I can be quite demanding.”
“Like now?” she retorted, and he pinched her clitoris.
“Ohh.”
“That’s right. Now what if I told you that seeing your pussy makes my dick so fucking hard that all I can think about is sinking it into your wet pussy and fucking you long and hard?”
She opened her mouth and gasped. He waited for her answer.
“Yes, take me.”
He smiled. “Now you try it. Tell me what you want and I promise to give it to you.”
He continued to press his finger up into her pussy as he used his other hand to pinch her nipple. He rolled it between his fingers and she moaned.
“Please, Matt, I need so badly. I want your cock in my pussy, hard.”
He leaned forward and kissed her on the mouth as he pulled his fingers from her pussy.
“And that’s exactly what you’re about to get.”
He reached toward the table for a condom and pulled it on.
“Keep those hands up there.” She nodded and he massaged her thighs as he pressed the tip of his cock to her very wet folds.
“Ready, baby?” he asked. As she nodded, he pressed into her deeply, all the way without pausing, causing her to gasp and lower her hands.
He stopped and she immediately reached back up and this time held the pillow.
“That’s one spanking for disobeying.” He began to stroke her pussy over and over again with his cock. He was totally aroused, and she looked like a goddess lying before him.
“So fucking sexy. You feel so good, baby.”
“Oh, I love the way you feel inside of me. I need more, Matt.”
She begged and he increased his speed until he could hardly control his own needs. Over and over again he thrust into her, rocking the bed and eliciting moans and finally a scream as he ordered Paula to come.
“Oh, Matt!” she screamed as he pounded into her three more times before bursting inside of her.
* * * *
It was noontime when Matt took a shower then headed downstairs to make him and Paula something to eat. He was starving, and she was, too. She was slowly getting out of bed and about to enter the bathroom when the bedroom door opened and Tyler stood there.
She immediately smelled the scent of burnt wood and he looked tired.
“Hey.” She quickly grabbed the throw blanket on the bottom of the bed and covered herself. He scowled at her.
“Take it off,” he demanded, and man, did he seem really upset.
“Get over here. Is that any way to greet me?”
She walked over to him, minus the blanket, and she felt nervous inside.
“Kiss me.”
She reached up and tried to reach his lips but she was too short. Suddenly, she was in his arms and her legs were wrapped around his waist.