Page 132 of Lost Trust

Fuck me.

My breaths quicken as my back stiffens when my release explodes.

“Fuck, Rina,” I growl as I watch her throat work. “That’s sexy as hell.”

She’s fucking beautiful, swallowing every drop, before letting me fall from her mouth and swiping her swollen lips with the back of her hand.

I urge her onto her back, sitting beside her so I can take her in. Her skin is flushed pink from head to toe, and her green eyes have darkened with desire, shining beneath thick lashes.

Her white silk panties are soaked through, and I can see the outline of her pussy. I give the wet fabric a tug and drag it over her clit, and she writhes from the sensation.

I bring my mouth to hers again and kiss her slow as my cock twitches to life again.

I break the kiss, and she moans in protest when I stand.

“Where are you going?”

I chuckle as I walk to the end of the bed. “Don’t worry. I’m going to take care of you,” I promise as I kiss my way up the inside of her thigh. Stroking and caressing every inch of exposed skin until she’s a whimpering mess.

When I reach her panties, I hook my fingers into the sides and guide them down her legs. She impatiently kicks them away. I take a moment just to look at her. Wet and ready for me. I climb back up between her legs, and she lets her knees fall to the sides. I run a fingertip through her center. I bring it to my lips and suck, the salty flavor of her hitting my tongue.

Her breath hitches as she watches me.

Finally, I spread her open with my fingers and run my tongue over her hot, sticky flesh.

“Yes, Royce,” she groans as soon as my lips wrap around her clit.

Her hips jump in my grip when I nip at it with my teeth, and I insert a finger and swirl it as I continue to flick her clit with the tip of my tongue.

I take my time, using my lips, tongue, and hands to drive her wild. Listening to her changing breath, I insert another finger, curling and twisting them as she writhes and pants while her pleasure builds.

She sinks her fingers into my hair and holds me against her, rotating her hips to meet my tongue until she’s trembling beneath me.

I lift my eyes to hers. “Easy, baby. I’m not going anywhere.”

She narrows her eyes, and I chuckle as I return my attention to her pussy but keep my eyes locked on hers. I suck her clit with more pressure while pumping my fingers.

She gasps my name over and over as the orgasm erupts, and I lick every drop of the flood that drenches her.

As she lies there, catching her breath, I push up to my knees and reach for the condom on the nightstand. I take the packet between my teeth, ripping it open as I crawl up the bed.

“Ready to come for me again?” I ask as I slide the latex over my length.

“I don’t know,” she teases, a wicked grin curving her lips. “Think you can get me there, cowboy?”

I lift my hips and thrust inside of her in answer. Filling her completely.

“Oh my God,” she groans. “Royce.”

I reach back and clasp one of her legs and tug it over my hip so I can move deeper. Her head falls back against the pillow, and her fist twists the sheets at her side.

I bring my mouth to her exposed neck and suck at the skin just beneath her ear as my hips hammer into her.

“Fuck, baby,” I hiss. “You’re so tight.”

Her breaths start coming in short, soft pants as her leg locks tightly around my waist.

“Damn, you feel good,” I grunt as her muscles contract around me. Pulling me deeper. “Like you were made to take my cock.”