Page 106 of The Mysterious One


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My thumb was tracing her nipple, and after every few rotations, I’d twist it. Pull it. Heal it with some softness before I did it all again.

But that was just with my hand. With my dick, I was even rougher.

“Ohhh.” She separated our faces and tilted hers back. “My God.”

The skin on her shoulder found its way between my teeth, and I bit. Not hard enough to make her yelp, but strong enough that I gave her the pain I knew she wanted. The pain she usually gave to me with her nails.

“Yes,” she cried.

I did it again on the center of her chest.

One final time on her nipple.

And when my fingers and mouth switched spots, trading tits, I dragged my teeth across the hardness, clamping down so that the tension would spike and the ache would awaken her senses.

Each time I went harder, her legs narrowed around my waist and the longest, “Mmm,” came from her lips.

“Do you still want more?”

She straightened her head to look at me. “Yes!”

“Be aware of what you’re asking for.” My hand gently slapped her clit.

“Ah!”

I suddenly felt nails. Sharp ones. They were stabbing my abs, and all that did was make me pump her harder.

I waited several strokes until I slapped her pussy again, earning me a, “Don’t stop, Walker!” Her voice was the loudest I’d ever heard. “Please, whatever you do, don’t stop!”

I couldn’t. Even if I wanted to.

Even if that meant we were going to come together.

I angled her hips higher, gaining more access to slam into her harder, to stroke in deeper, and instead of tapping her clit, I rubbed it.

“Oh fuck!” Her nails moved lower, until her hand was on top of mine, and she pushed against my fingers, controlling the way I touched her so we were now massaging her together. “Argh!”

With my other hand, I gripped the back of her head, and while I rocked into her, forward and back, as quickly as I could go, I twisted my hips at the same time.

The combination sent her spiraling.

“Walker!” she gasped. “Walker!”

It wasn’t just her sounds that told me she’d peaked. It was the way she was clenching me from the inside. How her wetness was thickening.

And as the tingles worked their way through my balls and out my dick, her wetness was mixing with my cum, and there was nothing hotter than that.

“Fuck me!”

The shudders exploded within us at the same time, our movements matching, our yelling competing. Her arms surrounded me, pulling us close. And the view I got?Fuck. Watching her unravel only made my orgasm that much better.

When her lips gradually found mine, her moans began to die out, her exhales the most satisfying finale.

I slowed until I went still.

“Jesus,” I groaned. “That was …”

“Indescribable. I agree.”