Page 33 of Prey

Her mouth opened, but nothing came out. The storm raged in her eyes’ gray depths.

If she wasn’t so turned on, I had no doubt she would have slapped me.

I smiled, watching as her eyes rolled back when I pressed the pad of my thumb against her clit.

Her chest heaved as I used my tongue to lick her nipple, her breathing coming out in a stuttered gasp.

She pulled on my shirt with both hands as if she didn’t know what to do with herself. I pressed my thumb harder against her, and a whimper escaped her lips.

“Roman, please.”

“What do you need?” I asked.

Another whimper came out.

“Do you need my fingers? Or do you want me to fuck you with my cock?”

She nodded, probably saying yes to both of those things.

My girl fucking loved it when I played with her pussy.

I lowered my hand and buried two fingers inside her pussy, feeling her clenched around me.

She screamed out my name.

Fuck, but I could probably come from this alone.

I started to finger fuck her hard and fast. I placed my other hand on her belly and held her still as my fingers worked her over, feeling her wetness come out of her tight pussy.

It wouldn’t take that much for me to get her to come.

“Fuck, baby. Look at me,” I gritted out when her eyes slammed shut.

I pulled my fingers out and slapped her pussy three times. She let out a low noise in protest.

“Look at me,” I repeated.

She glared at me, causing a small smile to form on my lips.

“Don’t look away.”

She licked her lips, and I plunged my fingers back inside her. Her legs trembled from the move, but she didn’t look away from me like the good girl she was.

I quickened my pace, spreading her legs further out by moving my hips between them.

Her body started to shake, and I finger-fucked her harder.

“That’s right, baby. I want you to come for me.”

Her hips thrust up when she came, her head turning to the side and her eyes closing.

I didn’t tell her to look at me again.

Fuck, but she was beautiful when she came.

I made quick work of removing her panties and throwing them behind me somewhere on the ground, turning back to her to see she was still trying to ride off the orgasm.

I pulled her up until she was sitting on the mattress, and she was still getting off that high because she was pliable in my arms.

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