Page 80 of Claiming What's Mine

“Jay—” His mouth crashed onto mine, silencing me instantly.

“Shh,” he hushed me, nibbling my bottom lip. “You don't need to say anything else, I know what you want.”

Jayden palmed my breast, rolling my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Using his teeth, he bit my nipple through my shirt and tugged on the fabric.

“Mm,” I groaned, unable to control myself. Rolling my hips, I ground my pussy against his chest as I ran my hands down his back. “Fuck, Jay, I need to—”

Kiss.

Pulling my face away, my waist kept moving, rubbing against him. “I need to tell—”

Kiss.

Kiss.

His lips were everywhere. My mouth, my neck, my chest, nibbling my earlobes and biting my nipples.

“We can talk later,” he breathed out between more kisses, his hands roaming my body, holding my hips and moving them harder against his chest.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, Jayden lifted me off the chair and set me on top of the table. Our hands were all over each other, touching and stroking. His cock was firm, thick, poking my wet pussy as he leaned forward.

“What about your sister?” I asked, rubbing my body against his dick, feeling how turned on he was.

“I heard her leave out the front door a minute ago. We're alone, no need to worry.” Slipping his hand up my shorts, Jayden brushed my clit with the tip of his finger, flicking my swollen bud.

“Ahh,” I groaned softly as electricity sparked through my veins, making every inch of muscle in my body tingle.

Biting down on the inside of my cheek, he pulled my panties away from my pussy and drove a single finger inside. Fucking me with his hand, I rubbed my clit against his palm as he fucked me dangerously slow.

Butterflying my legs wider, I rode his hand. I could feel the juice from my pussy as it soaked his finger. Rocking a little faster, I pulled out his cock and started to stroke it.

Wrapping my hand around his shaft, I moved from base to tip, up and down, over and over until his crown was shiny and swollen and his body trembled when I ran my thumb over his head.

Jayden let out a throaty growl, closing his eyes and dropping his head back. Thrusting a second finger inside me, he plunged in and out, over and over, thumbing my clit until my thighs were shaking, and sweat was beading up on the back of my neck.

Digging his fingers into my hips, he flipped me over onto my stomach, bending me over the table. Curling my fingers around the edge of the table, he reached around my front and unbuttoned my shorts.

“This is mine,” he said, swiping his fingers up my pussy and circling my asshole. “This has always been mine.” The tip of his cock pressed my entrance, his skin hot and warm as he tempted the opening. “Tell me you've always been mine.”

“I'm yours, I've always been yours.”

Thrusting his hips, his cock slid inside my body, stretching my walls wide. “Again, say it again.”

“I've always been yours.”

Thrust.

“Again.”

“I'm yours, Jayden, I'm yours.”

Thrust.

Harder and harder his hips pistoned, in and out, deeper and deeper. “That's right my Blue bird, you're mine and I'm yours.”

Resting my face on the table, Jayden fucked me from behind, holding my hips in place and slamming his cock in hard and fast. Our breathing was heavy, our words thinning as grunts and moaning became our language.

I felt my lower belly start to clench, causing my fingers to tighten on the table and my moans to grow louder.

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