Page 118 of Paradise Descent


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“Tell me,” I ordered, pounding into her pussy. “Tell me you’re a good girl for me, cariad.”

“I’m a good…girl for you,” she managed.

“Fuck, yes,” I moaned. “Is that what you want? You can be anything you want with me, princess, so how about you be my whore?”

Her hips bucked, stuttering, and her eyes rolled back. I evened my hips, reeling it back a little until I was pumping into her with smooth, long thrusts. Making sure she felt every inch of me.

Our eyes locked and I thought I saw a hint of hesitancy in her face.

Maybe I was going too hard.

I bent, kissing her forehead and her mouth. Brushing back her hair so I could cradle her face.

“You’re doing such a good job,” I breathed. “Look at you, it’s only the second time and you’re taking me so well.”

“Oh my God,” she whispered. “When you talk like that…it makes me so wet.”

I knew, I could hear it when I pumped my hips. Short thrusts, angling so I was hitting her G-spot.

“I can feel it. I can feel how wet you are for me.”

I took a beat, drawing out until a strand of arousal connected our bodies. My hand drifted down, breaking the thread. Rubbing it between my fingers before guiding myself back into her and slamming in hard. This time she winced and I went still. Goddamn it, I’d hurt her. I’d gone too rough too fast.

“Are you alright, baby?” I smoothed her hair back and cradled her face.

“I might need you to finish,” she said, barely audible.

“Do you hurt?”

“I’m getting a little sore,” she admitted.

“I can finish myself.”

I started to pull out, but her legs locked around my lower back, keeping me inside. Her expression was fierce as she shook her head. I had to bite back my smile.

“No, I want you to come inside me.”

“I’ll go hard for a minute and come. Alright?”

She nodded. I slid my arm under her upper back and pulled her against my chest. Our mouths met as I kissed her, pounding into her pussy. Sweat gathering on my lower back.

She shook in my arms as she kissed me. Tongue brushing mine. Nipping at my lower lip. Parting her mouth so I could suck the tip of her tongue.

Slowly, keeping a steady pressure as I fucked her. My orgasm shot down my spine and I lost control, emptying everything I had into her pussy. Pleasure surged like a wave. Drowning me, making my vision flash.

I groaned against her mouth and she whimpered.

This was perfection. Tangled up with her. Her taste on my tongue. My cock buried all the way as I pumped my cum into her pussy.

It hit me in the middle of my orgasm that this was the best sex I’d ever had. Nothing fancy, no frills. Just plain missionary. Just kissing and fucking in bed in the middle of the afternoon.

And it was absolutely mindblowing.

The only thing that would have made it better was if I knew where we were going from here.

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

CLARA

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