Having Faith (Maclean Mafia Men 2)

He slid over her and kissed her with all the passion he felt before moving down and separating her legs. “I’m going to take the time to taste you before I dive into you.”

“Wait,” she said.

“No.” He shoved his shoulders and widened her legs before he dipped his head. Then he ran his tongue through her slit and pressed on her clit, making her cry out and arch. Using his thumbs, he separated her pussy lips so he could suck and devour every bit of cream that slid from her.

“God damn, woman. You taste like honey.” He chuckled when she tried to pull him up. “Not yet. I haven’t had my fill.”

He had to press down on her stomach to keep her hips on the mattress as he speared his tongue into her cunt, making her scream. Fuck yeah. He was going to want to eat her out often, and she would damn well let him

When he couldn’t take another moment of not being in her, he crawled over her, lined his cock up to her cunt, and drove in. Her legs came up to his hips, which opened her up even more. He rode her hard for several minutes. “Fuck, you feel so good.”

“You do, too,” she said.

“I need you to come, baby. Hold on tight to me.”

He rammed into her several times and felt his balls draw up when she tightened on him, making it nearly impossible to move. “That’s it.”

She screamed, and her cunt pulsed around him. He fought to give her all the pleasure he could before he took his own. Sweat dripped down his forehead as he bent to kiss her lips. He rolled them to their sides, staying in her cunt for as long as he could as he ran his hand up and down her back.

“Go to sleep, baby. I’ll be here to hold you.”

She sighed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep. He followed just a few minutes later.