Page 91 of Sold to Her Enemy

I squeeze her neck in time to my slow thrusts, pistoning deeper into her slick heat.

“You are such a needy slut. Your pussy is clenching around my cock, so hungry.”

“Oh! Adrian,” she whimpers.

One long thrust into her hot pussy and I’m ready to explode.

She leans forward, her hand gripping my shoulder, her fingers digging into my flesh.

I thrust, her pussy clenches around my cock and I stroke her, long and deep.

Mckenna is everything I have ever wanted. I can’t wait until she is mine permanently.

I increase my rhythm; she grinds on me, matching my strokes. Her whimpers echoing around us, her eyes never leaving my face as I keep up the thrust, thrust, squeeze, squeeze rhythm.

“Tell me what I feel like to you.”

“You feel good.”

“And?” I growl.

“Your cock is hitting me in all the right places, Sir.”

Her words send a song of fire hot pleasure down my thigh, and I want her to come.

I take my left hand off her neck, reaching in the tight space between us.

Finding her clit, I rub my thumb over it, pressing the hard nub.

She squeezes her eyes shut with a cry.

“Open, Mckenna. Or I will punish you.”

That sends her eyelids open, and she bites her lip hard. Her green gem gaze is locked on me.

I flick her clit, and my cock hammers into her slick folds.

I’m lost in her moans, in the feel of her warm pussy around my throbbing cock. My balls are so tight and heavy I’m not going to last another second.

I squeeze her clit as hard as I can.

A scream rips from her throat, and she leans forward, falling off balance slightly. I grab her by the hips, and this time, I ramp up my pace, drilling her pussy.

“Oh God! Sir!”

“Come for me now, Mckenna.” The sight of her tits lost to gravity like that is the most intoxicating thing I have ever seen.

“Yes, yes!” Mckenna pants out.

I feel her pussy clamp down on my cock as her orgasm breaks out, her keen wail of pleasure music to my ears.

I climax, releasing so hard that stars dance behind my eyelids. I empty every drop into her pussy, shuddering with the release.

She collapses on my chest, her palm brushing my pecs.

“That was a fun way to wake up.”

“Perfect start to the day.” I pet her head, wrapping her damp strands around my fingers.

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