Page 101 of Dirty Ultimatum


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“No. Inside me. Now.”

Lust and desire burned bright in her eyes. Rhys shook his head, not done with her yet. He ignored her and pushed her legs back open and dove back between them. He drove his tongue from her clit to her anus, needing to clean up the mess that had been created. Another tremor snuck through her. Her breathless moan greeted him.

“Rhys. Please. Fuck me with your dick.”

Her fingers tugged on his hair; she tried to pull him away from her delicious pussy. How could she not want him to continue?

Jordan’s heartslammed against her chest. She could barely catch her breath from the damn orgasm Rhys had just wrung from her. The man even had the nerve to continue licking her pussy after she’d come. The aftershocks of the climax still coursed through her body.

“Rhys. Now. Put that damn dick inside me,” she pleaded.

Hell, the man had her begging to be fucked by his dick. His tongue had already sent her up to see the stars. Now she needed to feel him fill her with that thick cock of his, then she would be in Heaven.

“Too damn bossy,” Rhys grumbled then lifted his head.

Even in the low light, she saw that glint in his eyes. He knew what he did to her. Hell, he should. The man was a master in cunnilingus, and there was never a time she didn’t reach her peak on his tongue. He crawled over her, resting his hands on the bed on either side of her head.

“You love my bossiness,” she quipped.

Only a grunt was his answer. She held her breath at the feeling of him positioning the mushroom tip of his cock at her entrance. Jordan widened her legs. She slid her hands along his muscular shoulders and up to the base of his neck. Her fingers dove into his thick hair. He leaned down and kissed her shoulder.

He pressed forward, sinking inside her. Jordan groaned, her walls stretched by his wide girth. Once he was seated fully inside her, he paused. Jordan leaned into him, dropping kisses along his neck and shoulder.

He muttered something.

“What?” Jordan whispered. She squeezed her muscles around him. She caught sight of his hand gripping the bedding. She smiled, realization settling in.

“Don’t fucking move,” he breathed. His eyes were closed tight.

She giggled. She did her kegal move again, and his eyes flew open, gaze landing on her.

“You think that’s funny?”

“It’s fucking hilarious.” She wrapped her arms around him and rained kisses on his face. She did love teasing him. He was affected by her just as she was by him. Their bodies were in tune with each other. After her orgasm, her clit was highly sensitive at the moment.

“You are going to be the death of me.” He grunted. He withdrew his cock from her sheath and only left the tip in before he sank back in.

Jordan’s smile disappeared. A moan was ripped from her. She gripped his hair tight as he thrust.

“Your pussy feels so fucking good.”

Jordan could no longer speak. Having him moving inside her was everything she knew it would be. She had been begging for him to do that, and now he was, she could no longer conjure words. Rhys reached over and gripped her leg and brought it higher, resting it on his forearm. This opened her wider for him and allowed him to sink in even farther.

She whispered his name. It was the only word that her brain could formulate. Jordan loved this man more than life itself and refused to take her eyes off him. She wanted to watch his expression. His eyes locked on hers, and she felt everything she had in her heart for him blossom to even more. She never thought she could love someone on this level.

Rhys dropped her leg and swooped down and captured her mouth with his. Jordan wrapped her arms around his neck andheld him tight. They moved in unison, his pace increased. She tore her lips from his and threw her head back.

“Jordan,” her name fell from his lips.

He pounded his hard length into her. Jordan rose to meet his hips with every thrust. The pressure inside her mounted from another orgasm rushing toward her. He clenched the bedding into his fists. His groans touched something deep in her heart. There was nothing sexier than a man experiencing his pleasure and allowing it to be heard.

A tear escaped her eye. It left a warm trail on her skin. She bit her lip and could not hold back her cries any longer. Her body shook from the sensation rippling through her. She dug her nails into his shoulders and held on. She reached up and gripped him to her.

She buried her face into the crook of his neck and clung on for the ride. Her cries spilled from her. The bedroom echoed with the sounds of their lovemaking. She crested at that point, no longer able to control herself. His cock brushed her clit with every move, and it sent her on a journey back into the stars.

Rhys paused, his head thrown back, the veins in his neck bulging. He roared his release and filled her with his essence. Those hips of his moved again. Once. Twice. Then he held still. His cock pulsed.

Rhys fell forward, gasping for air. He landed on his forearms and rested his brow on hers. She lay back, unable to catch her breath. Their bodies were covered in a fine sheen of sweat.

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