She frowns. “Am I not doing it right?”
“I’m this close from coming.”
“And that’s a bad thing?”
“It is, because I’d rather come inside your sweet pussy.”
She smiles wide.
I slide my hands underneath her arms and lift her from her knees. She wraps her legs around my hips, and I walk us to my bedroom. With each step, the tip of my cock bobs against her ass.
I drop her to her feet. “Give me a minute.”
It doesn’t take me long to find a condom. Once sheathed, I lift her in my arms and kiss her like my life depends on it, as I march toward the wall before slamming her body against it.
“I want you so fucking much, this might be a bumpy ride.”
“You won’t hear me complaining.”
I transfer her weight to one hand and line my cock at her entrance with the other. With a grunt, I slide into her inviting pussy.
Harley squeezes her thighs around my waist, her arms snaking around my neck, pulling me close.
I take that as my cue.
I pound into her, slamming her back against the wall with each thrust.
She pants.
I respond by slamming with more urgency.
“Your pussy is so warm and so wet, I never want to slide out.”
“You don’t have to slide out. Ever. Just keep fucking me like you are now, Kaz.” She punctuates her tempting invitation by clenching her pussy tight around my cock.
Fuck.“How far can I push you?”
“As far as you want.”
“I read something in one of your books?—”
“I’m game.”
“Without knowing what I’m about to suggest?”
“I trust you.”
Those three little words are all I need.
I slide a hand around her neck.
Her eyes grow wide and before I can ask her if she’s willing to push things that far, she nods.
“My little slut was dying for a hand necklace.”
The lust I read in her eyes is dizzying.
I fuck her without mercy.
