Page 99 of Five Days to Be Mine

She’s sexy as hell and she’s mine.

I stay with her for a long, luscious moment, enjoying how her pussy grabs my cock.

Leaning forward, titling my hips, I kiss her neck. “Keep your eyes on me. I want you to watch me as I fuck you.”

“Sir Evan!” Her fingers dig hard into my shoulders, but I don't care.

I thrust deep, fire licks up my spine.

She darts her eyes away from me, and I shift back, a little, drawing up.

“Princess. Look at me,” I grit out.

Those blues darken. She grabs my forearms and digs the pads of her fingers into my arm. I'm sure I'm going to have bruises and I don’t care.

This woman can mark me all she wants. I know she isn’t going to break my trust.

She’s not going to leave me.

And she’s not out for my money.

Mara wants me for me.

And I hope to spend a lifetime wondering why, and enjoying every moment trying to figure it out. I’m going to spend every moment showing her I am worthy of her.

My lips brush against her forehead, her nose, her cheek, any part of her flesh that I can lavish, I do, eagerly.

I can barely hold back my orgasm. I thrust in her, so deep I almost see stars.

“I can’t wait to fill you with my cum, princess, but I'm waiting for you. Or did you not feel me inside you?”

I laugh against her as her pussy grips my cock, taking me even further into her heated depths. I rock my hips against hers, her arms are around me, both of us are panting hard.

Her pussy quivers around my cock as I push even harder.

I pound into her so hard, the bed shakes. She gasps under me, her moans and cries punctuate the air, but it doesn’t satiate my raw need. We are fire together, our mouths meeting, tasting each other, our bodies melding, I’m moving in quick tempo, wanting to feel every inch of her.

She pants against against my mouth. Grabbing her hips, I lift her to me and thrust harder, faster.

“Oh Evan!” she shrieks, her entire body starts to shake and her eyes close.

“Open those eyes and look at me as I come in you, princess.”

She obeys, her gaze behind me to the mirror and I’m even hotter, thinking of what she is seeing. I slam into her once. The vibrations of our two hearts meeting roll through me. I can't hold back any more and I come so damn hard I am shaking with the effort.

But I don't want to leave this pussy, not yet.

I roll my hips, lifting her to me.

My tongue tangles with her and I know I love this woman.

She has my whole damn soul.

The words dance on my tongue again, but I don’t want to tell her like this. I need her to believe them. I kiss her, her tongue against mine, perfect, like it belongs there and her seductive body against me. I kiss her neck, the V between her breasts, back up to her collarbone, delighting in how she shivers.

She kisses me back, slowly.

“That was good, Sir Evan.”

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