Bite Me - Page 42

The hand that had been tightly holding his mouth against her now pushed him away in earnest, so he gentled his hold on her hip and backed away. Her sleepy eyes and flushed face never failed to move something inside him. It was a face he knew he wanted to see for the rest of his life, however long that may be.

Out of breath, she panted, “You are so fucking good at that.”

He stood up, wiping at his mouth and asked, “Bedroom?”

“No,” she said, sliding down off the island. Steadying herself against counter, she added, “I don't want to move that far.”

He trailed behind her as she pulled him into the living room, slightly confused. “The living room? Okay.”

“The couch,” she said, as if it made all the sense in the world to ignore the perfectly good bed in the other room. “That way when I'm watching hour upon hour of that mind-numbing car show with you I can fondly remember the time I fucked you senseless on the couch.”

“You don't like my car show? I wonder if you feel anything like I do when you make me watch those rude American girls that like to fight with each other and drink. I'm all for liberated women, but it's a bit much.”

Caroline laughed as she undid his belt. “I'm sure it's exactly like that.”

Magnus hissed when she slid her hand down the front of his jeans and briefs to wrap her hand around his cock. “I'm too on edge. I have been since I started licking that beautiful cunt of yours.”

Together they pushed his pants and briefs down. He kicked them off and then asked, “Where do you want me?”

“Oh, I can think of a number of places, but if you'd just sit down on the couch...”

He raised an eyebrow and sat down. He'd clearly need to file that bit of information away for later. Settling in, he stroked a hand over his cock trying to relieve some of the pressure.

Caroline quickly straddled his lap, and adjusted herself until she was poised over his cock. She reached down and lined it up with her opening. Rather than pressing down on him, she swiped the head of his cock through her wet slit.

“Oh,” he groaned. “Let me inside that tight little pussy. I'm a dying man, Caroline.”

Biting her lip, Caroline slowly slid down until he was fully buried inside. “Fuck. I will never get over how good you feel inside me.”

“I should hope not,” he ground out as she started rotating her hips slowly. “I don't intend to let you go. Fuck, love. Ride me. Hard.”

She rose up above him, until only the tip of him remained inside her and slammed back down. He could feel the deliberate clench of her internal muscles on the down stroke. “Like that?”

“That's right. Just like that. Fuck yourself on my cock,” Magnus groaned. “Fuck. Baby, play with your clit. I'm about to lose it and I want you coming on my cock.”

“Come inside me,” she begged, rubbing furiously at her clit. “Fill me up with it.”

Any inclination to let her control the pace disappeared. His fingertips digging into her hips, he held her stationary and fucked her from below. He was seconds from losing it. “Give it to me, Caroline. I can feel you fluttering around my cock!”

“I'm so close!”

No longer able to hold on, Magnus slammed her down on his cock one last time and sank his teeth into her neck. The warm coppery liquid filled his mouth as he exploded inside her. He swallowed and felt her whole body shudder against him as her pussy clamped down on his cock.

Caroline cried out his name and then slumped forward against him, her body going lax with pleasure. “God. Damn.”

“I lost it there at the end,” he apologized, his tongue swiping at the blood droplets on her neck.

“Mm,” she laughed. “No need to be sorry. I'm never going to look at that stupid car show the same, now.”

“I'm still going to hate every minute of that reality television crap you like to watch so much,” he mumbled. “But I will definitely remember this moment very fondly.”

“I'm fond of my Aunt Sara's cat, Magnus. I think you can do better than that,” she accused.

“I love you,” he said, pressing a quick kiss to her lips. “Madly. How's that?”

“Perfect.” Leaning her head down on his shoulder, she smiled and said, “I love you too, Magnus. Desperately.”

Chapter Fourteen

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