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She had him.
She opened her eyes and looked up. He stood there, his muscles tensed with his brow slightly furrowed. His chest was rising and falling fast.
This big strong man is putty in my hands.
Roxxy wanted to see him fall apart.
Never had she ever wanted to please someone before.
She increased her pace and hold on his shaft.
“Roxxy,” he called out.
She ignored the slight pain from her hair being pulled and relished the fact that she was sending him over the brink of orgasm. His hips thrust forward. She allowed him to fuck her mouth. The slight taste of saltiness met her tongue, and she knew he was close. She held on to him tight and sucked harder, refusing to take her eyes off him.
His eyes flew open and met hers. With a shout, he paused his hips while his salty release flowed into her mouth.
Roxxy swallowed every drop.
His breaths were coming fast as if he’d just run a marathon.
Roxxy’s heart swelled.
“Come here,” he growled, pulling his cock from her mouth. He reached down and yanked her up into a standing position. He swung her up and tossed her over his shoulder.
“Myles!” She laughed.
“I’ve warned you about that mouth of yours.” He swatted her bottom.
She gasped from the sting of it, and if she didn’t know any better, she liked it.
He carried her into the bedroom and deposited her on the middle of the bed.
He didn’t give her time to move. He braced himself over her. His intense eyes bored into hers. She reached up and cupped his bearded face, memorizing every detail.
Myles leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. It sent a rush of energy through her body. He blazed a trail down her skin.
She immediately opened her legs for him, knowing where his end goal was.
The second his lips closed around her clit, her body arched off the mattress.
“Myles,” she cried out. Her hands flew over her head, and she gripped the blanket tight.
There was no mistaking that Myles had just claimed her pussy. He might as well tattoo his name on her. His tongue slid between her folds, teasing her.
Her body was his playground.
He worked her up into a fever. Sweat lined her body as she writhed.
Myles used his strong forearms to keep her legs open for him.
God Almighty.
Her hips moved on their own accord, her clit riding his tongue.
He introduced not one, but two fingers deep inside her.
“Ah…shit,” she gasped. She tried to scoot away, but his arm clamped down on her.
