Page 107 of In Love and Revenge

I grab the back of her head, bringing her mouth to mine and claiming it the way I’ve wanted to ever since she walked through my front door.

She gasps against my mouth like my urgency has shocked her. But it’s all an act, because the moment my tongue slides against hers she’s clambering into my lap and straddling me like she can’t get the feel of my hard, straining dick between her legs fast enough.

‘Oh God,’ she mewls, grinding herself down on it.

I keep kissing her, shoving her dress up over her hips roughly, and sliding my hands over her exposed arse cheeks. I sink my fingers into her flesh and bring her down harder on my dick.

‘You want to fuck me again, Beauty? Is that it?’

‘No,’ she whimpers, kissing me back harder.

‘You can admit you like me. Admit you want me to slide your little panties to one side and take my cock out.’

‘No,’ she whines again, grabbing fistfuls of my hair, whilst desperately bucking her hips.

Warmth seeps through my trousers and underwear, and I just know my dirty girl is already soaking for me.

‘Touch yourself.’

I wait for her hesitation, but it never comes.

She places her hand over the centre of my chest, using it as a lever to rise from my crotch. The position of her palm burns into my flesh, making my heart rate kick up.

Holding my eyes, she snakes her hand between her thighs.

‘Now put your fingers in your cunt. Yeah, just there. That feel good?’ I groan, my sharp intake of breath matching hers at the exact moment she buries her fingers in her tight little pussy.

She moans, her lids hooding as I gaze at her in awe.

‘In and out now, Beauty. Fuck yourself, so that when you give me those fingers, I’ll be able to taste deep inside you on them.’

‘Oh God,’ she whispers.

She rides her hand harder, and a small gasp falls from her pouty lips.

‘Good girl, that’s it. Get them nice and covered. I want to be able to see it.’

I tip my chin, holding her eyes as I wrap my hand around her wrist and force her fingers deeper and faster until her body makes wet, squelching sounds.

She’s a goddamn goddess, watching me the entire time, like she’s getting high on my reaction.

I pull on her wrist, freeing her fingers. She wilts forward, her weight pressing through her hand into my chest.

‘You know what I want,’ I encourage, bringing her hand up between us.

Her eyes drop to the slippery arousal coating her fingers. It’s glistening on her skin like a jewel.

She doesn’t move, so I flex my fingers around her wrist, snapping her out of her trance.

‘It’s all yours,’ she breathes, sliding her fingers past my waiting lips.

I hold her hand in place, lunging forward and sucking down her fingers until my nose grazes her knuckles. I slide my tongue over the underside of them first, then roll it around the top, swallowing with a deep, husky groan.

She tastes incredible. Exactly how she did when I made her come on my face a week ago. Bloody hell, that feels like a lifetime ago. It’s too long to be denied her taste. To be denied the feel of her, pressed up against me. Hot and needy, and so goddamn perfect.

I grab a handful of her arse, guiding her back and forth over my aching cock.

She watches me, grinding over me with desperate need. A gasp breaks free from her lips as I tilt my hips, meeting her next move with friction against her clit.