Page 91 of Kings & Carnage

"Oh my god," she moaned.

I took my cues from the motion of her hips, working my fingers and tongue faster. Her channel was getting tighter, clamping down on my fingers as she got closer to climaxing.

I pressed against her G-spot and sucked her clit, drawing it into my mouth, and felt her fall apart against my mouth.

She cried out into the room, letting loose a string of dirty words that brought me close to creaming my jeans.

I sucked and fucked, lapping up every bit of her juices, savoring the moment when she was mine and mine alone.

Her fingers loosened in my hair as she came down from her orgasm, and I looked up at her, blonde hair falling in waves around her shoulders, nearly touching her tits. Her lips were parted and swollen from my kisses, her chest flushed.

A fucking goddess.

I stood and chuckled when she went straight for the button on my jeans. "Ready for more, tiger?”

"Always," she panted, unzipping my pants and shoving them down.

I sighed with relief as my cock sprang free. Nothing was more uncomfortable than making Willa come with my dick in my jeans.

Worth it, but uncomfortable as fuck.

I stripped off my T-shirt in a hurry, then bent my head to kiss her, stroking her mouth with long sweeps of my tongue, trying as always to make sure I left no part of her unexplored.

Her touch was light as a feather over my shoulders, across my pecs, down my abs.

She wrapped her hand around my dick and I mapped her back with my fingers, tracing the long length of her spine, the narrowing of her waist, the fullness of her hips.

I took her luscious ass in my hands and squeezed, and she sighed into my mouth as she stroked my cock.

It was too much. Not just the sheer physical pleasure but something else. Something that filled my chest until I felt like it was going to spill out of every pore in my body.

I fucking loved this girl. I loved her like I'd never loved anything or anyone.

It was so overwhelming I broke our kiss, wanting to get a hold of myself.

"Lay down, tiger,” I said gruffly, reaching for the camera on my nightstand.

She obeyed, her hair spread out around her on the pillow like rays of sun.

"You'd rather take pictures of me than fuck me?" she asked.

"No, I'd rather take pictures of you and then fuck you.” I kneeled on the bed between her knees and aimed my camera at her face, hoping to capture the post-sex flush that said I'd given her pleasure.

Usually she was shy when I took her picture, but this time she tipped her head and moved her shoulders, giving me different angles.

"Fuck yes," I said. "You have no idea how absolutely stunning you are, Willa.”

I could take pictures of nothing but her for the rest of my life and be a happy fucking man.

Not that I would ever tell her that. Because no pressure. I knew she planned to leave after we dealt with Roberto.

I just couldn't think about it.

I took a few more pictures of her and then set my camera aside. The images of her naked and posing for me had only heightened my hunger for her.

I needed to be balls deep in her stat.

I positioned myself between her thighs and held the base of my shaft to rub my dick through her pussy, teasing her clit with the piercing on my head.

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