Page 140 of The Sweetest Return

“Dre!”

Every stroke dragged something out of me. Every pull of his mouth on my nipples made the pleasure connect somewhere lower. He kept me open beneath him, kept my nipples wet, kept my ass tender with quick, firm slaps whenever my hips tried to run from what I had asked for.

“You gon’ take it?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“All of it?”

“Yes.”

“My pretty girl.” His hand cracked lightly across my ass again, and my pussy squeezed him so hard he cursed. “That’s it. Take it.”

The orgasm rose too fast.

His fingers found my clit, circling the ring with careful pressure while his dick kept hitting that same deep place. “I got you. Let it happen.”

The orgasm struck hard and sudden, my pussy squeezing him while a scream tore out of me. Dre covered my mouth with his, swallowing part of it, but not all. Pleasure broke through me in waves, and he fucked me through every one, murmuring against my lips like praise was the only thing keeping me together.

“Mani. Mani. Mani.”

My eyes burned.

“Mani with my favorite pussy.”

My body pulsed around him again.

“That’s it,” he murmured against my mouth. “Keep cumming for me.”

Before I fully came back to myself, he rolled us.

I landed above him, knees planted on either side of his hips, braids falling around us, the robe gone somewhere beneath my thighs. His hands settled on my ass, warm and firm, and his dick stayed deep enough inside me that the shift stole what little breath I had left.

Dre looked up at me like the room had disappeared.

For that breath, the world narrowed to us.

“Ride me.”

My pussy clenched at the command.

His eyes narrowed. “Yeah. Like that.”

I moved slowly at first, hands braced on his chest, body tender and greedy at the same time. He felt deeper this way. Too deep. Perfectly deep. Every roll of my hips made his jaw tighten, and watching him fight for control made heat spread through me all over again.

“You feel so good,” I whispered.

His hands tightened on my ass.

“So do you.” His voice was rough now, scraped down to the truth. “So fucking good, Mani.”

I rolled down on him harder.

The wet clap of my pussy taking him broke through the suite.

My eyes closed.

“Uh-uh.” One hand came to my chin. “Look at me.”