Page 143 of Lost & Found

She deepened the kiss as she slowly fucked me. Her pussy was soaked, gripping my cock like no tomorrow. The look in her eyes as she straddled my hips made me damn near whimper.

“You feel so damn good. I love it,” she panted.

Focus on her kisses. Do not come.

Her head fell back, and I ripped her nightgown down the center, feeling feral. Tiny buttons flew in various directions. My hands shot up her back, and I forced her to lean down so I could suck on her nipples. Beautiful, sweet moans rose from her. They were timed with each pull of my fisted hair in her hand.

Fuck, she was everything.

“You’re so tight and hot.”

“I am?” she asked.

My answer was a whimper, and that set her on fire. Fuck.

“That’s it, princess. Fuck me. Hard. Fuck me…just like that. Oh,” I groaned, my eyes rolling back.

I smacked her ass. She shuddered, and her hands dug into the thick muscles of my chest. She bounced on my cock as I held her hips, fucking up into her pussy. I gritted my teeth as the sensation overwhelmed me.

Her back arched beautifully as she rose to look at me. The rise of moans coming from her throat was enough to damn near send me crashing. Her thrusts were perfect, and I shuddered under her, taking pleasure in her freshly broken-in pussy.

“You’re so fucking good at this. I swear.” My balls agreed, and I pushed at her hips. “Hop off. I’m too close.”

“No. I’m right there. I need a minute more. Please,” she begged.

Losing her earlier rhythm, she rammed down, wincing and crying out in pain. Her pussy gripped me like a fist.

“I’m not wearing a condom,” I groaned, sounding desperate and like a schoolboy.

Her answer was to lower her mouth to mine, and right before she kissed me, she growled, “I said I need a minute. You will give it to me.”

My chest heaved as I wrestled my body back under control. One more minute. Bossy little brat. She was going to kill me.

“Then take it slow. I need to control when I come, and your movements are making that hard. Too fucking hard,” I hissed.

“Dig deep, find your strength, Dancer,” she teased.

She shook as she resumed bouncing on my cock, taking control and grinding wildly. Her hips bucked, and she dragged my hand to her clit. Her pace became frantic, and our mingled moans filled the air.

At one point, her arm fell across my throat, and she leaned down, limiting the flow of oxygen. After a few seconds, a full body shiver went through me, and I floated. My eyes rolled to the back of my head in pleasure as I grew dizzy. My balls tightened as she slammed down on me, and her inner walls clenched around my cock.

Fuck me, add breath play onto my bingo card.

“I need you to ruin me, Lev. Like only you can…only you,” she moaned.

Her words ignited a fire deep within my soul. She wanted to be ruined, huh? With her words echoing in my head, I rolled her under me and pulled out of her.

“You shouldn’t have said that.”

“Why, you going to make me pay for it?” she taunted, grinning like the devil.

I smirked. “You want to walk bow-legged tomorrow? That’s fine by me.”

Back was my playful Bella, and the exchange had done wonders at calming me. I wasn’t on the edge, ready to explode, at least at the moment. She once more angled her hips, rocking her slick core against me. Her eyes fluttered shut.

“We’re doing this my way, got it?”

“Um hm, okay.” She arched up and kissed me.