Page 52 of Memphis Bound


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My lips crash down on hers in a searing kiss, our tongues tangling. She grinds against my cock, her hips rolling in a way that makes me see fucking stars. I growl into her mouth, my hands fisting in her hair as I take control of the kiss, devouring her with a hunger that borders on feral.

She whimpers, her nails digging into my shoulders through the thin fabric of my shirt. I can feel the desperation in her touch, the need that matches my own. It's a living, breathing thing between us.

I break the kiss, my lips trailing down the column of her throat. I nip and suck at the sensitive skin there, marking her as mine. She gasps, her head falling back against the door with a soft thud.

I don't waste any time yanking her shirt off over her head.

"You ready for my cock, Toto?" I growl, working at the button of her jeans with impatient fingers. My body trembles, a testament to how much I crave her.

"Yes," she moans, dragging my shirt up and over my head.

"Good, because I'm gonna fuck you through this door. It's been too goddamn long." My voice is rough, hungry for what I'm about to do to her.

"Memphis," she laughs breathlessly, her eyes dancing with mischief. "We just had sex this morning."

"No, princess." I nip her bottom lip, savoring the taste of her. "We made love this morning. Now, I'm going to fuck you."

Her moans fill the otherwise silent room as I shove my hand into her pants, finding the sweet, wet cunt I can't get enough of.

"Memphis," she breathes, arching into my touch.

"Fuck, you're so wet for me already, Toto," I growl approvingly, rubbing slow circles around her swollen clit. "You want my cock that bad, huh?"

"God, yes," she pants, her hips undulating against my hand. "I need you, Memphis. Please."

I lean in close, my stubble rasping along her cheek as I whisper filthy promises in her ear. "I'm going to make this sweet pussy come so hard on my fingers. Then I'm going to fuck you raw, princess. Pound this tight cunt until you're screaming my name."

She whimpers and bucks against me, her wetness coating my fingers. I slide two fingers deep inside her, curling them up to stroke that secret spot that drives her wild.

"That's it, baby," I encourage as her walls flutter around me. "Squeeze my fingers. Show me how bad this pussy needs to get fucked."

"Memphis!" she cries out, her nails digging into my biceps as I pump my fingers faster, harder, my thumb circling her clit with relentless pressure.

"Come on my hand, Toto. Fuckin' drench me," I command, working her over with expert skill. I know her body as well as my own.

She shatters with a keening cry, her pussy clenching around my fingers as she comes apart. I groan at the feel of her fluttering walls, the hot flood of her release coating my hand.

"Christ, I want to taste that," I snarl, dropping to my knees and ripping her pants and panties off in one swift motion.

As soon as they hit the floor, I throw her legs over my shoulders, balancing her against the door. She gasps at how rough I am with her after six weeks of nothing but gentle touches and soft lovemaking, but I know she fucking loves it just as much as I do—that she missed this wildness between us. She's been begging for it for weeks now, but I wasn't going to risk hurting her. Until every single cut, scrape, and bruise healed, I took my damn time with her.

"Memphis," she whimpers, her fingers digging into my shoulders. "Please."

"Ask for it, Toto," I growl, teasing her with my breath against her slick folds.

"Fuck me, Memphis. Fuck me hard." Her voice is desperate, needy.

"Your wish is my command, princess," I reply before diving in, determined to make her scream my name in a way she hasn't in weeks. We both need it—fucking desperately.

"Memphis," she chokes out, clinging to my long hair as I attack her pussy. I don't hold back, not this time. I eat her like a madman, determined to make her come so hard she can't breathe through it.

"Squirt on my fuckin' face, Toto," I growl against her pussy, flicking my gaze up to meet hers. "I want you all over me before we leave this room."

She sobs my name as I dive in again. I thrust my tongue into her dripping hole, fucking her with deep, driving strokes that make her legs quake. The taste of her floods my senses—musky, tangy, purely Kylie. It's a flavor I crave like a junkie, one I could happily drown in for the rest of my life.

"Fuck, you taste so good," I growl against her swollen, slippery flesh before sealing my lips around her clit and sucking hard.

"Oh god, Memphis!" she wails, her back arching off the door as she squirts all over my face.

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