Page 256 of Forged in the Fire


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“You want it? Then get on your hands and knees.” I tugged her hair back a little harder, knowing it was going to light the fire inside her.

That hypothesis proved correct when surprise widened her bright eyes before a gush of desire rushed in to darken everything else.

“You want me on my knees for you,King?”

Seemed fair since that’s where she had me.

“That’s right. I want to see that ass in the air so I can get a good peek at all that sweetness dripping for me.”

She slowly slipped off my lap and shuffled around, though she kept looking at me from over her shoulder.

Soft skin glowed in the faint moonlight as she bared herself to me.

Her ass was round and full, and her slit was still soaked just like I knew it would be.

Lust smacked me in the face, and my already raging dick twitched with greed.

“You’re such a good girl, aren’t you, Brinley Webber? Way you ache for me?”

Her thighs quivered, and I slipped from the bed and onto my feet.

Rising to my full height.

She was still there, on all fours but facing to my right. She gave a tiny yelp when I snagged her by the waist and dragged her around so she was hitched to the edge of the bed in front of me.

Hips swaying in a slow, entrancing dance as she gave me the most enticing view of her beautiful backside.

The delicious expanse of skin and the mesmerizing slope of her spine.

I ran my palms up her sides and back down, gliding over the hot flesh.

“I’m going to memorize every part of you, Brinley. Explore you from bottom to top. Mark myself all over every inch. Inside and out.”

A shudder rolled through her, and she kept watching me from over her shoulder.

“I’m going to hold you to that.”

Fuck, what this woman could do to me.

My being roiled with need. The hunger she elicited insatiable.

I splayed my hands wide, gripping her by the waist and skimming down so I was palming her ass cheeks.

I spread her a little.

Exposing all that pink, swollen flesh.

“Such a pretty pussy.”

She gulped and rocked back, the tension that wound between us amplifying.

Kneading her hip with one hand, I let the fingers of the other wander through her lips, barely brushing through the folds and up her cleft.

Brinley whimpered. “Silas…what are you trying to do to me?”

“I’m showing you that you’re mine. That you’re mine to please.” I edged forward, pressing my bare chest to her back so I could mutter in her ear, “And you’re going to fucking like it.”

Another whimper, and she was pushing back, trying to grind her ass against my cock. “I already like it. I like it so much.”