Page 95 of Wild Card

I hissed while she moved down and over my girth until she was gagging. She’d ease up, suck, and gag. My head tilted, my eyes going to the paneling along the top of the trailer. It felt so good.

“Fuck, baby.” I started rocking into her mouth a few times, but I was already ready to come down her throat, and I needed this to last longer.

Pulling free from her mouth, I reached down for her hand and walked her back toward the bed. She sat down, watching me with a hooded gaze, eyes still on my bobbing erection. Sliding back, her hands dragged her closer to the headboard of the queen-sized bed. Resting on her elbows, she watched as I threw my boxers behind me and crawled over her. I didn’t stop until I was nearly straddling her chest. I kept my weight off her as I shoved my dick in between her tits and began rocking my hips back and forth.

“So fucking big, baby.” I palmed her breast and moved my cock through her cleavage. Back and forth I went, my precum creating the perfect lubricant to move easily.

“I want to hold them for you,” she said breathily, leaning up to remove her bra.

Once her tits popped free, she grabbed one in the palm of each hand and pushed them together.

I started moving my thickness through her cleavage with renewed vigor. I had visions of white ribbons shooting out along her face and chest, her rubbing it in and sucking it into her pretty little mouth, but fuck…I still needed more.

Catching my breath, I moved my hand down her body until I was able to test how wet she was.

“Shit. Two fingers in and look how ready your cunt is for me.” I added a third and began to rub in slow circles.

She groaned and tipped her hips up until she was matching the rhythm I set with the ministrations along her clit.

“I need you, Decker. I need you inside me.” She gasped for air while her center ground against my hand.

I lowered myself over her, pushing her up the bed so there was more room. Her hair fanned out behind her, her nipples pebbled against the chilled air, and her taut stomach heaved up and down as she waited for me to enter her.

“You’re so beautiful,” I whispered reverently, and I meant it. She was perfect.

She wasmine.

I kissed her, moving my lips against hers while I carefully and slowly pushed inside her.

She groaned into my mouth, gripping my biceps, pushing against me while I pulled out and back in. I repeated the process three more times until I was fully immersed.

“God, fuck…baby.” I pinned my forehead to hers, groaning into her mouth.

Her nails raked down my scalp. “Decker, I need you to move.”

I tilted my hips forward so slowly I thought I might combust right there.

“You’re tight, Mallory. So fucking tight.” I lowered my head, biting her breast then kissing the same spot, knowing she’d have a purple mark there tomorrow. “Do you even know what this feels like?” I moved until my lips were hovering next to her ear. “What it feels like to have your tight pussy milk my cock?”

She shuddered beneath me, her nails scraping up my neck and along my scalp. I was about to come from how good it felt.

To hold off, I kept slowly moving my hips forward, rocking into her. She clambered to fuck me harder than I was fucking her, even took my lip into her mouth and bit down while her heels came up around my waist. Then she was rumbling something sexy while she arched her back, pushing those perfect globes into my chest.

“Decker, fuck me,” she begged on a breathy moan.

I was gone. I gripped her waist, holding her for leverage, and then I fucked her in hard, unforgiving strokes. Her breasts bounced as we moved, her eyes closed while her mouth gaped.

“Harder,” she begged.

I gripped her chin and pistoned my hips in a way that was going to ruin her. I moved harder, more furiously than I’d ever moved, need completely hollowing out my mind. Mallory’s body shifted forward as I grabbed her leg and moved it to the side so I could go deeper. Only then did I slow down and rotate my hips forward, pushing my dick deeper until there was nowhere else for me to go. I hit the same spot over and over…and over…until…

Mallory cried out, moving her hips in cadence with mine. “Oh god. Oh god. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”

She came apart with a scream right as I grunted into her skin and came inside her.

Our chests heaved up and down, straining for air as we lay tangled together. I rested my head against her stomach, where I pressed a gentle kiss. I imagined for two short seconds what it would be like to see that space swollen with my kid.

I blinked away the image, because Mallory was likely engaged to another man.

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