Page 86 of Bred By the Sheikh

“Then you’re going to get it.”

I fucked her harder.

Her legs trembled.

Her breath broke.

Her pussy clenched around me before she could say anything.

“There it is.”

She moaned.

“Tariq—”

“Come.”

She came hard.

Her cry filled the room.

Her pussy squeezed my cock so hard my vision blurred for a second.

I kept thrusting through it.

Chrissy clung to me.

“Come inside me.”

I buried myself deep.

“Again.”

“I want you to come inside me.”

My hips drove forward twice more.

Then I held her open beneath me and came.

Pleasure ripped through me.

I filled her while she tightened around every pulse.

Chrissy wrapped her arms around my shoulders.

I stayed inside her until my breathing slowed enough to trust myself to move.

Then I kissed her long and slow, completely unlike the way I’d just fucked her.

When I finally eased out, Chrissy exhaled and let her legs fall open against the bed.

I lay beside her.

For several seconds, neither of us spoke.

Then she turned her head toward me.

“You look very pleased with yourself.”