Page 51 of Riot

I reach up to the bedhead, gripping it with both hands as she wraps her legs around me. “And this.” I start to move faster, harder, banging her.

“I feel every inch of it,” she murmurs.

“Of what, babe? Talk dirty to me. Tell your man how much you love his big dick.”

“I love it so much. Myles, I love your fat cock inside me.”

I pound her harder, her hand squeezing my ass as she closes her eyes and she lets go. Her tight cunt squeezing the fuck out of my dick. I almost fall over the edge, but I need this to last so much longer. I haven’t even touched the surface of what I want to do to this sexy body.

I don’t even give her a break, I can’t, not when it feels this good.

I need to fill her up, make her take my cum all day every day in that pretty little pussy that belongs to me. She belongs to me.

“I’m yours,” she cries as if reading my mind.

“I know you are.”

“You’re mine,Myles,say it.”

“I’m yours,Kitten.”I grunt, sweat beading on my forehead as I pound her hard and fast. It feels so fucking good. “This pussy baby, this tight little pussy and this sexy body is mine and only mine. Got me? If anyone ever looks at you, I’m gonna rip their eyeballs out of their fuckin’ heads.”

“I only have eyes for you.”

Her words are my undoing. “Tell me again.”

“I only have eyes for you,honey,my man.”

I spurt violently, my cum shooting out with force as I grind into her and she moans loudly, her fingernails digging into my flesh.Mark me, baby. Mark me all night long.

I still, emptying myself while my little angel squeezes every last drop from my balls.

We’re both a panting, heaving mess as I let go of the bedhead and collapse on her.

I kiss her cheek, her neck, her chin, then her lips. I pull out, my cum fuckin’ everywhere as she moans at the loss of me. I reach between her legs and rub my fingers in our mixed arousal and then bring my fingers to her mouth once more.

She opens her sweet lips and sucks my fingers without words, moaning as her eyes flutter shut.

“My good little whore,” I murmur. “I’ll never get sick of this.”

11

HALO

I wake up with a start.I don’t know what I was dreaming about, but I’m quickly snapped back into the reality of my bedroom.

I’m in my bed, lying on my back, completely naked.

I never sleep naked, it just doesn’t feel right. Then again, I’ve never had a gorgeous man at my side, devouring every inch of my body for most of the night. The way he woke me up to give me one of the best orgasms of my life will remain a clear favorite in thefuck yeahcolumn.

I glance to my left and his side of the bed is empty.His side of the bed.Am I already that deranged that I’ve given him a side already?

Movement at the door has my eyes snapping up. Riot walks in, no shirt, his jeans pulled on but not buttoned up and he’s barefoot. He’s also holding two mugs of coffee and looks like he just spent all night long on his back. Oh wait, he did.

I smile to myself as I prop myself up against the pillows, bringing the comforter up under my armpits. “Well good morning.” I smile. “Coffee in bed? I could get used to this.”

He gives me a lopsided grin as he hands me my mug. “It’s the least I can do after keepin’ you awake for most of the night.”

My cheeks flush red as I remember some of the words we exchanged. I never in a million years thought I’d enjoy him calling me his dirty little club whore, but as I press my thighs together under the comforter, I know I want more of that talk.

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