Page 103 of Unstable

Which gives the interaction a whole new forbidden, taken, aspect that has me panting with vulnerable anticipation.

“I think my baby likes this,” he hums, still teasing his tongue around my nipples. “You want me to tie you up one day? Put you under my complete control, where I can do anything I want to this unbelievable body, and you just have to take it?”

“Yes,” I moan. “God, yes. But right now, I want you to stop talking and—”

“And what?” He gives me that sexy, knowing smirk of his, thrusting against my core again. “Say it. Say it dirty for me, baby.”

“Suck them, Keaton. Suck on my tits, hard. Grab ‘em and squeeze, pinch my nipples, anything. Everything. Just…get me there so I can have you.”

“Oh yeah,” he groans. “Love my naughty Henny. Gonna kiss that sexy talkin’ mouth first though.”

And he does, nothing slow or thoughtful about it, only pure hunger. His lips are hard and demanding, and I open for his crazed ravishment. Tongues battling in frenzied passion, his strong lips bruising my own while his large, expert hands massage and grope my breasts just right.

He leaves my mouth on fire and with one long, slow lick, finally moves down and sucks a blood-filled, pulsing nipple between his lips. He teases the tip with flicks of his speared tongue and tiny nips with his teeth, while using a hand to adore the other one.

He lifts his head to switch and hisses, “I fucking love your tits, woman. Perfect, plump, and so responsive. Pretty pink nipples just begging me for more. But I need you to come, soon.”

“What, you giving up?” I taunt.

“Hell no, and you know better than that. I’ll go all night if I have to, but I can smell how ready you are, and damn if I don’t want inside that sweet pussy of yours right now.”

“Pull my panties off,” I whisper.

When he does, and by “pull,” he obviously thought I meant tug and rip them off me, I spread my legs wide open and bend them at the knee, my feet flat on the mattress.

He shucks his jeans and boxer briefs unbelievably fast, then climbs back on the bed, sitting back on his haunches. Staring down, he slowly licks his lips and takes his dick in hand, rubbing the engorged tip up and down my slick center.

“Whatcha want now, baby?” he rumbles, eyes staying put.

“You know exactly what I want, and you want to give it to me.” I wiggle a bit.

“Wanna hear you say it, Henny. Drives me crazy.”

And less surprising each time, I want to say it. Lustful, erotic things that get me as amped up as they do him. My baser instincts feeding off his animalistic reaction and flaring hotter within me.

Indeed, I have a naughty side.

“Fuck me, Keaton. Fuck me good like only you can. Let me feel your weight on top of me and use my hands on your body.”

“God damn,” he roars, burying himself fully inside me in one powerful thrust with a pinch of delicious pain. “You give so good. So fucking good.”

He didn’t say no when I mentioned using my hands, so I caress his back, push on his ass to encourage him impossibly deeper inside me and kiss every part of him my lips will reach. He hooks his arms under my knees and changes the angle, lifting me off the bed, grunting in the sexiest way as he slides in and out of me.

“Tell me where, baby. Tell me when I hit your spot, and I’ll hammer it.”

I move a little, guiding him, and feel it—the first tingle of pure euphoria. “There, Keaton, right there.”

His chest rumbles and he slows his pace, making sure to hit exactly where I’ve told him with each thrust. “Yeah, just like that, I feel ya quivering on my cock. Let go, Henny. Come all the fuck over me.”

I scream, my pussy pulsing in and out around his thick girth as I come violently, and what seems, endlessly. An orgasm from beyond my deepest depths, thorough and started internally. Unbelievable.

A far, far cry from a topical, clitoral orgasm. Although those are great too.

My poor man, I see the wince of regret on his face—knowing he’s got to pull out. But the new, unabashed sex kitten I’ve admittedly become has an idea…and an undeniable need to please him as much as he does me.

He plunges deep a few more times, then pulls out quickly with a muted grimace. But I’m ready, sitting up, and taking his dick in my mouth before he even sees it coming. No pun intended.

The feral groan that comes from him while gripping my hair—so loud and savage—almost sets me off again. I’m making him crazy. And that makes me heady with power, spurring me on further.

I tighten my lips and move along his length in time with his hand, swallowing every drop of his cum. When he’s no longer twitching and pulsing, I slowly pull off, keeping the seal tight and then look up at him.

His cloudy gaze is already on me, his beautiful, sweaty chest heaving. “Fuck me, baby. That was amazing. Can’t ever go back to anything less. Maybe you could…”

“Get on birth control?” I cut in. “Sure, but we’re finding a doctor at least three towns over. No way I’m airing my business in Ashfall.”

He laughs, then cups my cheek. “I’ll drive you to the end of the globe if it means I get to stay inside you, come with you, in you. And moving has just been postponed. This is far more important and is happening first.”

“Agreed. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna walk up those stairs, if I can walk at all, and take a long, hot bath.”

“Right behind ya.” He swats my ass. “I’ll even wash all my favorite parts for ya.”

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