Page 55 of Pretty Prey


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“Don’t forget yours.”

I make quick work of my clothes, tossing them into the same pile as hers. This time, when I settle between her thighs, I feel every inch of her bare skin.

“How’s that?” I ask.

“So good,” she rasps.

Her warm fingers press against my back as she starts to explore, drawing a shudder from me.

I dip my head and lick her nipple, soaking up the sound she makes before I suck her breast into my mouth. She squeezes my ass cheek, testing the muscle there as I grind my cock against her. She’s already soaked for me, and it would be easy to shift just a little and bury myself inside her right now. But it will have to wait.

I keep going, moving from one breast to the other, torturing her nipples until she’s wound so tight, she’s squirming beneath me, desperately trying to get some friction.

“You want to come?” I breathe the words against her skin.

“Yes, please,” she begs.

A quiet growl rumbles through my chest as I slide my fingers down between us. She jolts at the contact, crying out as I start to stroke her.

Her back bows off the bed, a full-body shiver rolling through her as she melts into my touch. She’s so responsive, the little fiend comes for me in less than thirty seconds, contractions rippling through her and pulsing all the way down to her toes.

It’s tempting to stay right here and make her do that on repeat, but I’m going to blow my load just watching her if I don’t get inside her soon.

I give her a few minutes to recover, waiting for her to catch her breath as I slide my palms up and pin her hands beneath mine. Holding her hostage, I capture her mouth, kissing her until she’s rocking her hips against me.

“Are you going to…”

“Yes, Gabi.” I let go of her hands and reach down between us. “I’m going to fuck that pretty little pussy.”

She makes a sound that gets caught in her throat, and I rub my cock against her, groaning at how soaked she is for me. The thought of finally having her wrapped around me is fucking with my head. It doesn’t feel real.

Bracing my arms on either side of her, I dip the head of my cock into her warmth and slowly start to sink inside. It’s a long, slow process because she’s so tight, every inch will be hard-won. Her body feels like a vise around me, and I’m barely inside her.

The pressure increases as I go deeper, and when I push past her virginity, she sucks in a sharp breath.

I pause there, giving her some time to adjust.

“You’re doing so good for me, baby. Just breathe.”

I comb my fingers through her hair and tilt her head back, kissing her soft and slow. After a few minutes, she starts to relax around me, and I sink deeper, inch by inch, until I’m in as far as she can take me.

“Talk to me,” I murmur against her.

“You’re huge,” she chokes out. “I may have overestimated my chances of survival.”

I stifle my amusement as I glance down between us. The sight of her stretched open for me, my cock lodged inside her, is without a doubt the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

I scrape a hand over my face, reining in the urge to fuck her until I fill her with my cum.

“Give it a few minutes,” I tell her. “We can stay like this all night if you want.”

She nods, and I massage the tension from her body, kissing my way up her neck until I take her mouth again. She gets so caught up in the moment, I doubt she even notices when she starts to grind against me. At least not until she lets out a little moan.

“Feel good?” I ask, hoping she can’t hear the strain in my voice.

It’s taking everything in me not to unleash the decade of pent-up want I’ve had for her.

“It’s better.” She nods. “I want to try it now.”