Page 164 of Heartless Sinner

I tried to tell him how good it felt. Tried to form one intelligent sentence.

“Oh my fucking God!”

Yes, nailed it, Daphne.

You definitely beat him at dirty talk.

I twisted the sheets in my fists as we moved together.

It was official. The Her Pleasure condom was my new favorite invention.

Fuck the iPhones. Fuck the internet. Fuck electricity if necessary.

I could live with this feeling for the rest of my life and give up everything else.

He rotated his hips. “You like that, baby?”

“I love it,” I moaned shakily before burying my face against the mattress.

“That’s my good fucking Fawn.” He gave my ass another slap before driving into me hard enough to send my body sliding up the bed.

I looked back at him.

His hair had fallen over his forehead. Sweat dampened his skin. He stared at where our bodies joined as he dragged his tongue across his upper lip, then caught the lower one between his teeth.

God, he was so damn hot.

And so mine.

At least for now.

Nope. Don’t let that reality ruin the best sex of your life.

The old bed started creaking beneath us. He wiped the sweat from his forehead before pulling away.

“No!” I practically yelled it into the mattress.

“Just a second, baby,” he said, his voice strained.

I pushed onto my elbows and arched my back to watch him remove the condom. He tossed it onto the nightstand before grabbing my hips and pulling me back against him.

“I’m fucking you bare now,” he said with a grunt. “I want your juices all over this cock, and I want to fill your pussy with my cum until I can see it leaking out of you.”

Correction.

While I loved the Her Pleasure condoms, I loved Brooks’s cock more. It was officially my favorite thing in the world.

He pushed back inside me, and I grabbed the sheets again as he pounded into me hard and wild.

Fuck yes. Definitely my favorite.

He gripped my waist while pulling me back to meet his every thrust.

My body had never felt so full.

This was the best buzz I’d ever had in my life, and I could barely keep myself upright.

“Play with your clit,” Brooks ordered.