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I lifted my head and slid my fingers up through her folds, pulling them out and reaching up, pushed my hard cock into the bed beneath me as I ran her juices over her cherry-red lips. She moaned loudly and closed her eyes, parting her lips and sucking hard on my fingers. I smiled and ran them back down her stomach and twirling them gently over her pulsing nub. She lifted her hips upward and begged for more, so I turned my hand and cupped her pussy, rubbing hard across her clit with my thumb. I lowered my face and flicked my tongue through her flowing juices, tasting her and groaning loudly. She tasted just as amazing as she did when I kissed her, and immediately I found myself rubbing my lips through her folds and sucking hard at her skin.

I looked up at her and moaned as her body arched into the air, pushing her pussy further against my mouth. She moved her hips like waves, reaching and pushing as hard as she could. Before I could get any further, wanting this to last, I gently pulled my lips away from her juices and rubbed vigorously through her folds, biting my lip and listening to her screaming in ecstasy. It was erotic and needy, and I could feel her lust pulsing through the air.

She moaned loudly, letting me know she was ready for more, and there was nothing more I wanted at that moment then to taste her juices and feel her exploding in my hands. I pulled my hand up and rubbed her clit with two of my fingers before dragging them through her wetness and pushing them slowly inside of her. Her body twisted and moved beneath me, and I smiled as I dipped down and massaged her clit with my tongue. I could see her arms move up and grab onto her tits, squeezing hard as I drove her closer and closer to orgasm.

“Yes,” she moaned loudly. “Don’t stop.”

I had no plans on stopping until she was shaking around me. I moved my fingers faster and faster inside of her, feeling her body shaking with delight. She reached her hand down and grabbed onto my hair, pulling her hips upward and grinding against my mouth. Her hips moved harder against me, and I could tell she was at the edge of her orgasm. Immediately, I began to flick my tongue faster against her clit, feeling her body begin to stiffen. She arched her back and grabbed onto the sheets next to her, her breath catching in her throat. I could feel the explosion of juices inside of her, and I pushed deeper, allowing her to feel every wave of pleasure that washed over her body.

She sat there in my hands for several moments, her body slowly beginning to unwind. She let out the deep breath of air in her lungs with a loud moan before collapsing onto the bed. I smiled at my triumph and could feel my cock hard as a rock underneath of me. She reached up and grabbed my face, pulling me up her body. I wiped my chin and leaned down, kissing her lips gently before lifting my head.

“Now,” she whispered into my ear. “My turn.”

Chapter Thirty

Quinn

His eyes widened at the sound of my voice echoing through the room. He sat up in the bed and leaned back on his heels, his hand rubbing up and down his cock. I sat up and got to my knees, leaning forward and crawling seductively toward him. I moved in close, rubbing my red-stained lips across his, feeling his body shudder as my stomach moved against the tip of his cock. I smiled seductively, feeling any instance of shyness completely dissolve, replaced with nothing but lust and want. I moved down his body, pressing my lips against his skin, leaving remnants of my lipstick down his hard, toned muscles. His hand still moved up and down his shaft, and watching him gave me a thrill I hadn’t expected. Before I reached his cock with my lips, I sat back up, looking him in the face and biting my bottom lip.

“Stand up at the end of the bed,” I whispered.

Quickly he scooted backward and stumbled to his feet, his eyes lively with excitement. I scooted to the edge of the bed and hung my legs over the side, grasping his cock with one hand and bracing his hips with the other. I rubbed my lips over his mushroom tip, barely skimming his skin with my tongue. He breathed heavily, his eyes glued to my mouth as I opened my lips and slid them down his shaft, going halfway before retracting, sucking hard until the tip slipped back out of my lips. He groaned loudly, pulling his hand down on the top of my head and caressing my wild hair. I smiled slightly before going back down, this time taking his entire cock deep into my throat.

As his breath escaped his lips, I knew I was tired of playing games, and I wanted to bring him to the point where he couldn’t take it any longer. I reached up and threw his hand off the top of my head and straightened my shoulders. I cleared my throat and took in a deep breath before plunging down on his erection. He groaned loudly as my head moved down to the base and then back up again, the sucking in the back of my throat, non-stop. Forward and back I pushed and pulled my head, wildly sucking his cock as hard and fast as I could. His hips began to move forward slightly, and I allowed his hand back on my head, feeling the rush of his control. I opened my throat and sheathed my lips, preparing for his takeover.

Luke spread his legs apart further and began to thrust harder, holding the back of my head still, and fucking my mouth with force. I could feel his cock in my throat, and I reached down between my legs and started to rub my clit, the ecstasy of all of it too much. He looked down at my hand and moved faster with his hips, moaning loudly as he drew himself closer and closer to orgasm. I moaned every time he pulled back, sending the vibrations of my voice echoing down his shaft. After several minutes of constant erotic pounding, I put my hands up and stopped the movement of his hips. I slowly withdrew my head, watching as he let out a deep breath of air and looked down at me.

“Fuck me,” I said pointedly.

“God, yes,” he said, smiling and reaching down, grabbing me under the arms and tossing me back on the bed.

A thrill ran through my stomach, and I could already feel my heat rising. I moaned at him as he reached over and quickly grabbed a condom from the nightstand and pulled it over his cock. I spread my legs wide and pushed my hips forward, begging for his throbbing shaft to enter me. At that point, he lost all self-control and immediately gave me what my body wanted. He thrust hard and deep, pushing against me and holding it there for several moments before releasing. He began to pump his hips in and out, pulling my arms over my head and holding them with one hand. I leaned my head back and rolled my eyes, my moaning voice in key with the rhythm of his hips.

I wanted him to make it last, I wanted him to fuck me all night long, but the passion was so deep between us that I knew he didn’t have long. The way his body pushed into me with every thrust drove me absolutely wild. I could feel his balls slapping hard against my ass as he moved faster and faster inside of me. As I could feel the bulge of his cock, and the warm sensation escaping my stomach, I screamed out, my body convulsing beneath him, the walls of my pussy pulsating around his cock. It was unexpected but welcomed, and before I could even begin to feel the magnitude of my orgasm, he exploded, our bodies shaking and writhing into one another.

The sound of our short moans and heavy breathing echoed through my mind as the feeling of ecstasy shot through my veins. He put his hands down on each side of my head and closed his eyes, thrusting short and gentle until the last of his orgasm had run its course. He sat there with his head hanging down for several moments before collapsing to the side of me, my arm trapped beneath him. He breathed heavily, and so did I, my heart pumping fast in my chest. I had never had two orgasms before, and my body felt like Jell-O in the bed. I rolled my head to the side and looked at him, his eyes still closed as he attempted to get control of his body. Slowly my lips curled up into a smile, knowing that he was completely, one-hundred-percent satisfied.

When he had finally controlled his heart and his lungs, he pulled himself from the bed with a groan and walked to the bathroom to clean up. I laid there in the bed, pulling the covers up over my breasts, and stared at the recessed ceilings. That had to have been the best sex I had ever had, and the most open I had ever been with a man before. I had experienced every possible emotion—lust, passion, erotica, and gentleness—and all in one session in his bed. This man was going to break me before I even ha

d a chance to get to him.

When he came back out of the bathroom, he hung his shoulders low and let out a deep breath, laughing at how exhausted he was. He walked around the bed and crawled in, scooting up behind me and pulling me close to him. I could feel his big strong arms wrapping around my body, and I felt completely content. We laid there in blissful silence for several minutes, just enjoying the aftermath of something so passionate that it left us both speechless. He cleared his throat and scooted closer to me, lifting his chin onto my shoulder.

“You know I’m a kicker, right?”

“A kicker? Like in football?”

“No,” he chuckled. “I am a kicker in my sleep. I am actually a lot better than I used to be. I used to toss and turn so bad I would wake up upside down in the bed.”

“That must be where Jake gets it,” I laughed. “There have been numerous occasions where I went to wake him up for school, and he was in his bed, completely uncovered, and upside down.”

“Yep, that sounds like my genes,” he chuckled. “It actually took me several years to stop kicking Sarah at night,” he admitted. “It got so bad she thought about buying shin guards to protect herself. She had like little bruises all over her legs. I tell you this as a warning; you might want to watch out.”

“Well, thank you for the warning,” I said.

“Well, it’s apparently a law that if I know I have deadly skills, I have to tell you beforehand. Otherwise I could be charged with a serious crime,” he joked. “It’s like I am a ninja, but only once I am dead asleep. I’m pretty sure that over the years, I have saved many babies, women, and small animals with my ninja skills, I just don’t remember any of it.”

“Is that so? So, what your saying is I am sleeping beside a Ninja Warrior hero, then,” I said, trying to control my giggles.