Page 141 of Secret Mission

“My point exactly,” I murmur as I kiss her neck. “Now push down my boxers. My dick is aching. I’ve got to get inside of you.”

It’s my turn to raggedly breathe when slim, warm fingers free my length, and wrap around the shaft. “Fuck, baby.Yes.Guide me in.”

It’s only the second time I’ve had my girl since we arrived, the first, admittedly, I kind of fucked myself up when I threw her legs over my elbows and destroyed us both.

But it was so good.

Her eyes slide over me as that sexy hand guides me, sliding me between her lips, getting me soaked.

“Ah, god. Killin’ me right now.” I chew the inside of my jaw to keep from grabbing her hips and slamming into her.

A sweet, wicked, little grin turns her mouth upward.

I want to devour that smile.

“Give me your mouth.”

She looks at me over her shoulder, the vision of my naughty soon-to-be fiancée making my heart clench.

“What do you want, big boy?”

“To fuck your mouth with my tongue while I slam into your g-spot.”

“Dirty talk, I swear?—”

I catch her lips with mine and do exactly as I promised. I drive into her mouth, stealing her breath as my cock thrusts into her pussy’s heated welcome.

That bossy and playful side vanishes and out comes my favorite side of Allison. The one who’s not afraid to show me how much she gets off on my cock, my tongue, my fingers.

This time when she looks at our reflection, she eggs me on with her parted lips, her flushed pink cheeks, the way her fingers bite into the counter, the sweet, throaty sounds she makes.

I’m down so bad for this girl.

I only want to make her happy. Every way I can.

So, when her breathing speeds, and her eyes close, I know I’ve got the right rhythm, angle is perfect, and the depth is just right to take her over the edge. The first time.

When a wave tightens her pussy, I know how to push her to the peak.

Fingers on her clit, making slow circles, and a tease along the tight ring between her cheeks.

My Ally loves to be owned.

“Oh, Truck, god, that’s so…good. Don’t. Stop.”

“Never.”

“Yes!” Legs shaking, her head pitching back against my chest, she screams. “Ah! Yes! Yes!”

Holding there, I let her come all over me, soaking in the beautiful tightness, the sweet surrender of her coming unglued in my arms.

It’s so good, and so hard not to keep thrusting. But she’s floating down, and I want her soft and easy.

When I kiss her neck, she smiles at me in the mirror. “You’re so good at that.”

“I want you happy.”

“And what about you?”

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