Page 77 of Relinquish

She smiles around my dick and winks. God, I’m falling farther in love with her. If I weren’t already planning to buy her a ring and beg her to marry me, this would seal the deal. I love her sassiness. Her willingness to explore and try new sexual positions. Her openness to please me. She wiggles her ass and arches forward to suck me deeper.

Focus. I grasp her head and fuck her mouth. She moans and whimpers at my movements but makes no move to stop the assault. Heat floods my body as my muscles tense. I want the pleasure to last, but I also need to please her.

Control is not about me getting off. It’s about her. I want to take her to the edge and watch her writhe and beg for release, and then I want to start again. The longer she’s denied her release, the more intense the orgasm. I want her to forget every man she’s been with and to never look at another man. I’m it for her, and she’s it for me. We belong together, locked in this world of love and lust.

Unfortunately, at some point, we must leave here and face the real world. Deal with work and what a relationship means for us. Thank God she thinks I’m good enough for her, and I’ll never tell her differently. Anyone else interferes, and I’ll tell them to fuck off because she’s mine.

My jaw tightens, and I shudder. Just a little more. Hold on a second longer. I hold my breath and deny the release my body craves–the skin on my back burns from exertion. Wait. Stop. I dig my nails into her scalp and suck down a gulp of air. “Fu-u-u-uck.”

My balls tingle with anticipation. She scrapes her nails over my pelvis and along with my scrotum. Lights flash behind my eyes, and I crash into the most epic orgasm. Each twitch of my shaft shoots cum into her mouth. My arms quiver as I relish the ecstasy of being with her.

She leans back and licks her lips. “You make me so hot. I burn for your touch.” She’s more than I ever dreamed of. Better than I could have ever imagined.

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Lola

As I stretch, my foot hits something heavy. What is that? I raise up and look at the foot of the bed. Sam. It’s going to take a bit to get used to having a dog in my bed.

“What’re you doing?” Cade’s voice is muffled against the pillow.

“I felt something on my foot. It was Sam.”

One of his eyes pops open. “If you felt something on your thigh, I know what that is. But it doesn’t go all the way to your foot.”

I giggle and his arm encircles me, pulling me against his chest. “You’re impressive enough.”

“Good.” His mouth claims mine, and I wiggle against this hardening cock.

You’d think after four orgasms, I’d be good for the day, but I’m not. He’s an aphrodisiac, and I want all the sex I can get.

His hands caress down my back until he grabs my ass. He cups my cheeks and grinds his dick into my belly. The sensation leaves my body humming and ready for more.

A loud thump signals Sam leaving the bed. If I had to guess, he’s curling up in front of the door with his head on his paws. It’s a mixture of cute and creepy. It’s adorable that he monitors the only door to the room, but it’s a little off-putting that he’s watching.

His fingers inch closer to my core until I’m vibrating with need. “We’ve got to get ready for work.”

“Yeah.” I nod. His fingertips brush between my lips, testing my slit for dampness. As always, I’m swollen and slick for him. Work. My eyes snap open. “What time is it?”

“It’s time for me to feast on your hot, wet pussy.” He flips me onto my back, crawls down my body, and has his mouth and tongue devouring me before I can blink.

“Oh, God, yes,” I moan and drop my knees to the mattress, giving him full access to my pussy. With each stroke of his tongue into my sex, my thighs shake in desperation–the fight between enjoying his attention and racing to climax wars within me.

He leans to one side and runs his fingers between my lips, teasing mercilessly at the edge–never going where I need his attention.

I groan and grasp his head, thrusting my pelvis into his face. His tongue swipes delicately over my flesh. Each tiny swipe is torture, and no matter what I do, he doesn’t increase his pressure. I close my eyes and relinquish control. After inhaling, I relax all my muscles and ride the pleasure of his movements.

“That’s it, baby. Enjoy it.” He slowly slips two fingers into my core and twirls his tongue around and over my tight nub.

I gasp and fight to stay relaxed. My eyeballs flutter behind my eyelids as my breath comes in ragged pants–the sound of his lapping increases.

When he twists his fingers and strikes my G spot, the room splinters into a million brilliant colors. “Oh, fuck. Fuck. Oh, God, yes.” The orgasm rolls through me, crashing and taking me higher.

I love it. I love him. God, I love everything. After I lean up, I grin. “I want to ride you.”

His eyes glow with lust. “Be my guest.”

He rolls onto his back, and I climb over him, resting my knees on either side of his body. As he grasps his cock, I slide his hard shaft inside my slick pussy–each inch of his erection fills my still-quivering hole. I sit high above him and rotate my hips in a circle.

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