Page 260 of Not My Type 2


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It’s. So. Good.

“Don’t stoppp,” I beg desperately.

The pleasure is rising.

“Zara?” he pants as he smashes himself into me and I meet his eyes. My breast are bouncing upwards incessantly.

“Yes babe?” I’m shaking as I feel my orgasm growing the more we grind into each other.

“Ouu I lov-” I was saying but end up moaning instead. “Aaaahh.”

“Shhh,” he teases against my breast. I feel his warm lips wrapped around my nipples. I run my hand through his hair. Then he reaches up and kiss me passionately. I savor his taste and part my lips. Our tongues moving in circles.

“Oh My God,” I pull away when he slides in deeper, plunging upwards.

This is what they call rearranging gu-

“Aaahhh… N-nickOiiiiii,” I whimper.

My hand roams his muscles. As I do, I bring my thigh up to his side, giving him more access to me.

He takes the advantage.

Then I sink my nails into his skin and scream loudly when a great orgasm rips through my lower body.

“Yessss, yesss!”

I feel another orgasm.

He doesn’t stop, he slams into my G-spot over and over… and over.

“Nickoiiiiii!” I squeal with my body shuddering uncontrollably.

I fist the sheets.

He slowly push me down on my back before he roughly slips in again.

“Ahhh!” I squirm under him.

Poor you.

His eyes are filled with lust as he penetrates me. I gape my mouth and bite my lip occasionally as he stares in my eyes.

“Ouiiiii,” I whisper and feel a connection when our eyes meets. I really love him.

“I love you,” I pant and he smiles.

I admire his handsome face. He’s so rough but gentle at the same time and I love his face expressions. They’re priceless. He’s definitely enjoying this.

As he should. I am too, we work for each other.

Every touch is alluring. I just can’t get enough of this man.

He’s sweating… so sexy and manly.

He’s breathing heavily too.

My eyes find his muscles and I can’t help but admire how they flex every time he thrust into me.