Page 40 of Property of Journey


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With renewed purpose I cup her face in my hands, pressing my forehead to hers. “You deserve someone better for your first time,” I tell her as my cock throbs painfully in my jeans. “But I’m too much of a bastard to let anyone else have you—to have this gift.”

I reach for my belt and pull it free, then kick off my jeans and briefs until I’m as naked as she is.

“I’m going to make this good for you, princess,” I promise, surprised that I mean it. “I’m going to worship every inch of you.”

June’s pupils are blown wide, and her breathing is labored. She’s never looked more beautiful than she does right now.

Licking a path down her body, I take my time worshipping her with my mouth and hands. I want to learn what makes her gasp, what makes her moan, what makes her whole body tremble. When I finally settle between her thighs, dragging my tongue through her slick folds, she nearly comes off the bed.

“Journey!” she cries, her hands fisting in my hair.

“Scream my name, baby. Let everyone know who owns this pussy.” I don’t stop, working her with my tongue and fingers until she’s writhing beneath me, begging for me to stop. When she finally comes, it’s with my name on her lips and her thighs locked around my ears.

Her chest is rising up and down as she struggles for breath. “So fucking sexy.”

Moving up her body, I position myself at her entrance. I probe gently with the head of my cock, watching her face for any sign it’s too much.

“This might hurt,” I warn her, bracing myself on my forearms above her. “Tell me if you need me to stop.”

She nods, her hands sliding up my arms to my shoulders. “I’m ready.”

Those two words nearly undo me. I push forward slowly, inch by inch, feeling her stretch around me. She’s so tight. “Goddamn,” I groan. “Your pussy is strangling my cock.”

When I hit her barrier, I pause, pressing my forehead to hers. “Ready?” I grit, searching her eyes for any hint of hesitation.

She bites her lip and nods. “I’m ready.”

Yeah. My baby is ready.

Capturing her mouth with mine, I swallow her cry as I push past the resistance in one hard thrust.

“Fuck, baby.” I squeeze my eyes closed, willing my body not to move. Her hot little pussy feels like fucking heaven. So tight. So wet. So hot.

“You okay?” I groan, opening my eyes.

She gives me a watery smile. “Yes.” She shifts her hips. “I’m okay now.”

Holding her stare, I start to move slowly, rolling my hips in shallow thrusts that gradually deepen as she relaxes around me.

“Journey,” she pants, her eyes wide when the pain turns to pleasure.

“That’s right, baby,” I grunt. “You gave this to me.” I slam inside her, picking up the pace. “It’s mine now.”

Her head goes back and she rocks her hips, meeting me thrust for thrust.

Fuck yes.

“Yes,” she gasps, her legs wrapping around my waist, taking me deeper.

Losing myself in the slick heat of her body, I whisper filthy things in her ear—how perfect her pussy is, how she fits me like a glove, how no one else will ever know the feel of her cunt but me. How I will bathe in the blood of anyone who tries to take her from me. “You should have never given yourself to me, princess,” I growl, edging her closer to orgasm. “But it’s too late. I’ve felt your slick heat. It’s mine now.” I wrap my hand around her neck and her eyes fly open. “It’s mine now.”

Her soaking wet heat gets even wetter.

I don’t know what the fuck she’s done to me, but I’m under her spell. I’ve been bewitched by this beauty queen and her magic pussy.

Giving her neck a gentle squeeze, I reach between us with my free hand and circle her clit with my thumb. “Come for me, baby. Let me have what belongs to me.”

June’s head goes back and her back bows. “There it is.” With my hand wrapped around her throat, I pound her pussy harder and send her soaring over the edge.