Page 82 of House of BS & Lies


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“Fuck,” I growled as I took her in.

She had the perfect breasts. Small and perky, the perfect handful. She had dusky-brown nipples, and they were peaked as they waited for my touch.

Her chest rose and fell with her quickened breathing.

I cupped one breast and guided my mouth down to her nipple, tasting her as I watched her every reaction.

“Romeo…”

I closed my eyes and feasted, tasting and licking. Sucking and nipping.

She keened when I moved to the next breast, lifting her hips to press against my bare stomach.

Which was about the time that I realized that she didn’t have any underwear on. Her pussy was hot and warm where it pressed against me.

Slick, too.

“Fuck,” I repeated, unable to form any other word.

“Inside me,” she begged. “I want you inside me.”

Something in my mind screamed at me to take it slow. To ask questions. To make sure she was safe.

But my mind shut off, and soon I was shoving my underwear and sweats down to free my cock.

Seconds after it was freed, I was lining up at her entrance with the engorged head of my cock and burrowing inside.

She cried out at the stretch, her hands once again tightening in my hair, and held on.

“Romeo, please,” she begged.

I pulled back slightly and inched back inside.

But she was tight, and I had to go slow or I’d hurt her.

“Fuckin’ Christ, Mable,” I growled through gritted teeth. “You’re really tight.”

She stilled, her eyes a little wide. “Too tight?”

“Never,” I promised, my gaze now fully fixed on hers as I continued the slow rock of my hips, inching in more and more. “We’ll fit just fine, darlin’. It just takes time.”

She bit her lip, and a thought occurred to me. “You’re not a virgin, are you, baby?”

She snorted. “No. But I can’t say that people are lining up at my door.”

“Pity for them,” I growled as I finally sank completely inside of her. “More for me.”

She keened when I hit that spot deep inside of her. “There you are.”

I growled and leaned down, catching that lip she still had clamped between her teeth, and pulled it free.

She gasped at the move because it sent me impossibly deep.

“Hold on to me,” I ordered. “I want to fuck you.”

She wrapped her arms and legs around my body, her ankles barely able to hook at my back.

When I had her fully secured, I fucked her like I’d been dreaming about.