Page 76 of Not In Love

Large, abrasive palms cupped and kneaded her tits while his fingers worked her nipples into tight peaks. Wetness gushed at her core. Pulling up, eyes locked with his, Kash dragged her pussy up over his ridged abdominal muscles, leaving a sinful trail of her dampness all over him.

Eyes dark, Diego smeared some on his finger and brought it to his mouth. “Would you consider a change of plans, Doc? Come sit on my face. I want to suck all these juices down into my throat.”

As if in response, her core twanged, her mouth dried. Kash repeated her motions, rubbing against the fat, swollen head of his cock and the engorged, veiny length of him on the downswing, before moving up on his abdomen again. Making a mess of her perfect man.

“The idea is extremely tempting, you devil,” she said, licking at his neck, whispering the words into his warm skin. “But I want you inside me right now. Filling me so fully, fucking me so hard that I walk wonky tomorrow morning.”

“If that’s what my lady wants…” Hands on her hips, he lifted her and sat her down.

Kash barely got the chance to admire his bulging biceps before his thick length pressed up against her folds. Their groans rippled through the air as she undulated back and forth, bathing his length in her juices.

“Stuff yourself with my cock now, Preciosa,” Diego demanded, a raw fierceness to his words. He gave her clit a pinch and a tweak, sending a lick of fire down her spine, before he stroked his hands to her belly. “Let’s make a baby, Kash. A little girl that’s as strong and fierce and generous of heart as you are.”

Kash lined his cock head at her entrance and played with her folds. Her voice was breathy as she said, “Or a little boy with easy charm and a heart as big as the world.”

“Let’s see whose wish comes true first,” Diego said, pushing up and stealing a kiss.

Grinning, Kash stroked him tight and fast until pre-cum emerged. Gathering the drop between her fingers, she sucked at it with a hmm-ing sound. Then fisting him, she slowly impaled herself on him, inch by delicious inch.

Halfway in, she lost the plot, the stretch hot and so achingly full that she felt too small and too tight to contain the whirlpool of sensations.

With one stroke, Diego punched up into her, lodging himself balls deep inside her, until it felt like he was in her heart. Kash gasped, her body instinctively clenching around him in a way that made them both swear.

"Fuck," Diego panted, head falling back against the pillows. "Doc... you take me so well. Every time, this cunt is hot and tight and perfect for me.”

Kash grinned, wicked and full of love, and rolled her hips. At first, she played with him, leaning forward to drag her breasts against his chest, to lick at his chin, to kiss him with her tongue. He moaned and whimpered and the sounds went straight to her pussy, making her moan and whimper in turn.

“I love you, darling,” she whispered on another kiss.

“No more than I you, Preciosa,” he retorted, dragging her lower lip between his teeth. “Now, put me out of my torment and fuck yourself on me. I want to feel you come before I do.”

She rode him slowly at first, careful, mindful of his ankle, but soon it didn’t matter.

Laughter melted into gasps and broken cries, into the slap of skin against skin, into the slick, messy slide of bodies desperate to get closer. Diego whispered filthy promises against her throat, kissed the sweat slicking her skin, muttered her name like a prayer and a curse.

Kash buried her hands in his hair, holding him tight, rocking faster, harder, feeling the tension coil low in her belly, unbearable and so, so perfect. She wanted the release but God, she never wanted this moment to end.

“Let it come, baby,” Diego said, as always reading her so well. “Don’t fight it.”

“Don’t want it to be over,” Kash said, drops of her sweat plopping on his skin. “From that first time in Cancun, as much as I needed it, I never want it to be over, Diego.”

He clasped her cheek with a tenderness that threatened to unravel her as much as the mindless circles he drew at her clit. “This is only the beginning, sweetheart. We have a lifetime of me fucking you into as many orgasms as you want. I will break you apart and put you back together every single time, Kash.”

And that’s all it took, her name on his lips, and his fervent promise.

Raw and wrenching, her climax shook her violently. Kash cried out his name as his own thrusts increased in speed and intensity, her pussy battered into another tiny orgasm.

Diego followed with a hoarse, broken shout, his arms locking around her, pulling her down against him as he shuddered through it. Their lips clung to each other, sweat and snot and a lifetime of muttered promises making a mess out of them.

Kash collapsed onto him. Sweaty, shaking, utterly wrecked. For a long moment, there was nothing but the sound of their ragged breathing. Their hearts struggling to catch up.

Nothing but a fresh new world coming into existence.

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Diego tightenedhis arms around Kash, pulling her even closer against his chest, feeling the steady, satisfied thump of her heart against his ribs.

She let out a soft, broken laugh and burrowed into him like she never planned to move again.

He dropped a slow, reverent kiss onto her sweaty temple, breathing her in. "Now, you’re stuck with me, Dr. Shah," he murmured against her skin, heart overflowing with everything he hadn't been brave enough to want before her.

Kash hummed a sleepy, wicked sound against his chest, her fingers curling into his side possessively.

And for the first time in his life, Diego knew he never would have to earn or fight for the most important thing in his life—this wonderful woman’s love.

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