She tipped her eyes to him, sucked, bobbed, and he was a manwith experience.He was a man who knew control.
But this was his woman.
He was falling in love with her.
And it was the first time she’d sucked his cock.
So he did something he hadn’t done since he was a youngbuck.
He broke.
Pulling away, coming to his knees, he gently took her hairin his hand, positioned her, she moaned her pleasure as she sensed what wascoming, opened her mouth over his cockhead, and he commenced fucking her face.
“Bloody fucking hell,” he groaned, watching her hungrilytake him.
She grasped his thigh to hold on, sucking through histhrusts.
Loren reached out and yanked her shift up so he could seeher arse sway as she absorbed the drives, feeling the rapture of her mouth andthinking about taking her cunt with that outstanding arse in his hands.
And he tried to pull out when the time was nigh.
But she took hold of his hips firmly in both hands, whichmade his orgasm, which was going to be huge, an orgasm that wasearth-shattering.
He came and he came, and hefucking camein hermouth, thrusting through it, and she swallowed it all down greedily.
Every drop.
He wasn’t nearly recovered when he pulled out, caught herunder the arms, and dragged her up, growling, “Come here.”
She had no choice.
She was there.
He fell to his back with her on him.
He felt the pain dig in at his side, the laces stitchinginto his flesh pulling, but he didn’t give a fuck.
She did.
“Loren!Your injury.”
“Look at me,” he commanded in a tone, evenSatrinedidn’t hesitate.
She gave him her eyes.
“You’re bloody perfect,” he proclaimed.
“Baby,” she breathed, her gaze softening.
“Did you like that?”he asked.
“Yes,” she answered.
“Perfect,” he decreed.
That was when her body softened on top of him, and she said,“You are too.”
He didn’t respond, just lifted a hand to her face so hecould glide his thumb across the lips that spoke those words.
