Page 129 of Sold to Her Enemy

“You’re going to have to find out, Sir.” She smirks at me.

I laugh and chuck my shirt off.

We undress each other as we nibble and caress each other, as if exploring each other’s bodies for the first time.

“I want to bury my cock in your pussy. I want you to take every fucking inch.”

She reaches down and palms my balls. “Yes, Sir.”

I reach over her, and taking the sash, I tie her hands above her head.

“Who do you belong to, Mckenna?” I need her to say it.

“You, Adrian.”

The raising heat between us is going to make us both combust. I move over her body, taking my time lapping her breast. I take one hardened nipple into my mouth and suck.

“Please. Please.” She whimpers, her hips rising from the bed.

“Please, what, Mckenna?”

“Please use me. Please take me.”

I pinch her nipple so hard she cries out, and then I lap it gently with tiny little flicks of my tongue.

She pants under me as I switch sides; this time, I flick her right nipple as I graze my teeth on her left, then I suck the hardened bead into my mouth.

“Oh, Adrian! Sir!”

“Yes, Sir.” I bring my palm up in between her breasts, to her neck, and collar her throat. I gently squeeze, just enough for her to feel pressure.

“Please.”

“You beg so nicely. Are you going to beg me like this every night, hellion?”

“Yes! I will.” She quivers, her legs shaking as she spreads wider, and I’m not going to deny her what she’s so sweetly begging for me.

“I am never going to make it easy for you. You’re going to have to ask for what you want.” I kiss the side of her neck, then shift so I am in between her legs. I sit up, palm my cock, locking eyes with her. “Tell me, hellion, what is it you want, exactly?”

“I want you to fuck me so hard I forget my name. That I forget about all the time we’ve spent apart.”

“I can do that.” My heart swells as my gaze roams over this strong, talented woman who is all mine.

“We’re going to have the best life, I promise you, Mckenna.”

Lining myself up with her entrance, I rub my cock along her slit, coating every hard inch in her juices before I thrust inside her.

I can’t help but cry out, my eyes rolling upward at how damn good her pussy feels.

“Yes! More.”

With willpower, I slide out of her, then thrust again, further this time, her pants echoing mine.

“You’re so tight and hot and ready for me. Who do you belong to?”

“You, Sir.”

My need is so great I don’t know if I can hold back, but I thrust again, in and out, riding her sweet protesting mewls.

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