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Dark Child (Wild Men 5)

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Okay? Is he nuts? Just that?

I bite my lip, my cheeks hot. “Never done anything like this before.”

“Well, I like that,” he says huskily. “That this is a first.” He licks his lips like the cat who got the cream. “You taste so good.”

And just like that, my pussy throbs again.

As if he can sense it, he glances down, between my legs. “Christ, you’re so fucking hot, Cos.”

My face is on fire, same as my body. His appreciation makes me bold. “I want to touch you.”

He presses himself closer to me, in invitation, and I slide my hand between us to unzip his jeans. His cock is hot and hard, trapped inside, and he hisses when I tug it free.

“Fuck…” He grunts when I close my hand around its fat girth. “Yeah.”

I’m torn between looking down at his big dick and up at his enraptured face and dazed eyes. With a squeeze, I move my hand up and down, and his hips buck.

“Like this?” I ask.

He makes a strangled sound. His cock swells more, and precum drips from the small slit on the head.

Yeah, now I’m staring down at his dick. After all it’s the first time I take a good look and oh boy, it’s sexy. Smooth and flushed, so thick my hand barely closes around it, and long. A vein beats frantically on the underside, against my fingers.

“So…” He swallows so hard his throat clicks. “Wanna do something about that?”

I grin. “Maybe.”

He makes one of those strangled sounds again. I can’t tell if it’s laughter or a moan. “You’re a tease, woman.”

With him, I am. Who is this reckless girl? I barely recognize myself when I say, “I want you to put it inside me.”

“I aim to please,” he breathes, one corner of his mouth quirking.

I want to kiss that mouth, kiss his jaw, his eyelids, his neck, his chest… I want to lick his cock like he licked me, suck on it, see him come apart, but above all I want to cover every inch of his skin with kisses, hold him.

It’s such a weird feeling I barely recognize it. Not sure what it is, sweet and bitter, sharp and soft, filling me up like helium until I think I’ll float off the ground.

Just sex endorphins, I decide when he reaches down one handed and grips his hard-on, our hands brushing. That’s what it is, this strange feeling.

Then he pushes inside me, and my mind goes blank, because holy crap, the way he fills me up, that slow drag and slide until he’s sunk inside all the way… Every time it’s better.

What would it be like to be in his bed, have him naked, study the expanse of his muscular chest, his long legs, the tight ass? Fantasizing about him seems to be my new hobby.

He gives me a few seconds to adjust to his size, see if I’m okay, his gaze questioning. I slide my hands up his strong arms and he pulls out a few inches only to thrust back inside.

We both gasp.

“Cos…” That’s all he says, and I kiss him. I taste myself on his tongue, and he starts to fuck me in deep thrusts, lean hips rocking, powerful muscles bunching in his thighs.

We kiss and kiss until I run out of air, and he’s fucking me so hard the sink is shaking, and I’m coming, moaning in his mouth.

But he doesn’t stop. He keeps fucking me, his hands slipping under my ass, lifting me, impaling me more on his cock, and I can’t think, only feel, my orgasm going on and on. I hold on to him for dear life, whimpering when he breaks the kiss to growl my name again.

His cock jerks inside me, and his face twists. Heat spills into me, triggering sweet aftershocks of pleasure that have me writhing. He stumbles backward, still coming, cursing—presses my back to the wall.

Back to this.

I want to laugh but I can’t. No breath.



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