Page 90 of Midnight Legacy

Everything else dissolved until only sensation remained. The stretching of my body around his, the way his piercing traced along the inside wall of my core, rubbing that sensitive area that made my toes curl.

I arched my hips to get more pressure, digging my heels into the bed.

Xavier sat up on his knees, lifting my ass off the bed. I smiled into the darkness, because I knew that when he lifted me into this position, I was about to get a monstrous orgasm. His hands spanned my ribs even as my toes struggled to stay on the bed.

“Fuck!” I gasped as his pelvis ground against mine, giving my clit the attention the needy little diva demanded. His hips drew back and he pistoned into me. I loved this sensation of being helpless in his hands, my entire back and pelvis suspended and at his control. Nothing else mattered except that divine feeling of being too full as he thrust in and the tug of the vacuum he created as he pulled out.

I tightened my core and my ass to get more friction as pressure built up deep inside me like a volcano readying itself for eruption. He stilled himself deep in me and ground his pelvis to mine, rotating his hips until I was moaning, not caring who heard me. He alternated between small movements and deep thrusts until I was screaming, and he erupted inside me.

Xavier collapsed on top of me, his cock still throbbing in my core. “Happy anniversary, baby.”

All I could do was hold him because there was no breath left in me even to talk.

He made me scream in climax twice more before we left, and I had to return to the female area to dress. My bodice and panties were long forgotten somewhere in that room.

Xavier leaned against his car, staring at the moon. He turned and smiled as I approached. “Meet anyone interesting?” he asked with a teasing smile.

“Maybe.” I wrapped my arms around his neck to bring his lips down to mine. “You two should meet someday…”

He sucked my bottom lip into his mouth and gently bit down before releasing it. “What happens in The Midnight Rooms stays in The Midnight Rooms.”

“That’s not how our story worked.”

“That’s because you were irresistible.”

“Maybe I pussy-whipped you.”

Xavier threw his head back and laughed. “So my penis isn’t the bad guy?”

“He dickmatised me and made me fat, so he’s definitely the villain, but every so often my pussy wants to beat him.”

“I think I can handle that. Now let’s go home before our tiny dictator has Uncle Lucas wrapped around her little finger.”

His lips met mine in a kiss filled with promise for the future because with Xavier by my side the only darkness in our lives was when we indulged in our fantasies through Midnight.

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Midnight Dynasty continues in Ash and Lucrecia’s book Midnight Secrets.