Page 34 of Mr. Hotness


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Pushing her thighs wider, he gripped the base of his cock and guided it to her entrance.

Her breath caught in her throat at the sensation of the tip pushing its way inside.

It was a snug fit, and Alana nearly panicked, remembering the size of his member.

What if he doesn’t fit?

It was a silly thought, but none of the men she had been with before were as big as London.

“Fuck,” he hissed as he slowly pushed his way inside of her.

“Oh God,” she groaned when she felt herself stretch to accommodate him.

Covering her mouth with his, she became lost in the kiss, his tongue stroking hers, engaging hers to play. Relaxing, she returned the kiss with the same fervor.

Alana forgot to breathe as he settled completely inside of her.

“Breathe, Alana,” he murmured, kissing the corner of her mouth. She inhaled sharply, then blew out through her mouth.

He withdrew slightly before thrusting forward. Her pussy grew impossibly slick while stretching to take his full girth.

“Atta girl.”

Opening her eyes, she held his gaze while he repeated the motion.

“Yes,” she hissed through clenched teeth. Gripping her thigh, he raised it higher, opening her even more to him.

He began moving faster, and she felt the stirrings of another orgasm racing through her.

How can that be?

Two orgasms back-to-back? With Danny, she would be so lucky if he gave her an orgasm. Any of her good ones came as the result of her own hand.

Alana began to move her hips, meeting him thrust for thrust. His gentleness soon faded, and he pumped hard, filling her to the hilt.

“London,” she cried out, her arms wrapped around his shoulders, needing him closer.

His breaths were coming fast as he took everything he wanted, and everything she desired to give him.

“Alana” he growled. Each time he slammed into her, it pushed her closer to climax. His long shaft hit every nerve inside of her. “You feel so good around my dick.”

Alana’s breath hitched in her throat as he continued to pound into her. She no longer recognized the voice chanting London’s name.

Her nails dug into his arms, her muscles growing taut. She was on the brink of euphoria.

London grunted, shifting his hips mid-stride, causing him to rub her clit with each thrust.

Alana shattered, screaming London’s name.

He thrust harder until a shudder ripped through him. The muscles underneath her hands grew tight as he finally reached his climax, bellowing her name.

She was absolutely beautiful. Her smooth brown skin was flawless and was as soft as he had imagined.

London continued to watch Alana while she slept.

She snuggled closer to him automatically in her sleep. For some strange reason, he loved that she appeared to seek him out while she slept.

His cock stiffened, as if knowing the curvy woman who had caught his eye was close. He shouldn’t be able to even get hard.

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