Page 60 of Sweetest Revenge

Her legs knocked against my knees, and I lifted my face just slightly to look into her eyes.

“I hate you,” she whispered, but her eyes held a different kind of heat.

“I know.”

Her fingers slowly untied the string keeping the robe together before she let it hang open. Her toned stomach was the first thing I saw. Then the swell of her breasts.

I tried and failed not to look at the small tuft of curls between her legs.

My cock pulsed against my pants as Addi’s delicate fingers circled my wrists, placing them directly on her naked hips.

I pushed the robe aside just enough to bare a perky pink nipple.

“Is my babygirl aching for more?” I asked, my tongue flicking out to tease her nipple. My eyes met hers. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.

Such a tease. I’d never wanted to kiss anyone so badly before.

“You didn’t get off,” she said in a low voice. “I want you to. I want you to use me like you should.”

Fuck.

My dick got impossibly hard.

I never thought Addi would actually give herself to me like this. But she took it one step further.

She pushed me to lie back and climbed onto my lap, straddling me as she shimmied off her robe so that she was completely naked. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders, and her eyes begging me to fuck her.

“I don’t know what those boys told you, Addi,” I murmured, my hands rubbing mindless patterns over her wet, bare skin. She shivered against me. “But eating you out is a pleasure. I wanted to. A real man will do that for his woman.”

She raised herself slightly, a silent plea for me to put my hands between her legs, and I did. I couldn’t stop myself. She took in a sharp breath as my fingers pushed through her swollen folds.

I hadn’t gone easy on her, and yet here she was, still offering her body to me.

“Show me then, Warren,” she dared me. “Show me how Warren King fucks his woman.”

My woman. I like the sound of that.

I wanted nothing more than to throw her on the bed and fuck her into the mattress, but instead, I put my hand back on her hip.

“You’re sore, Addi. You deserve rest.”

“What if I don’t want it?” she asked. Her hands were on my pants and unzipping me before I could blink, warm around my cock as she took it out.

I let out a groan as she started to stroke it with a vigor that made me think I was hallucinating the whole thing.

“I thought you liked my touch.”

She has no idea how much. How different her touching me is.

“Fuck, Addi. You’re making this hard.”

“I can tell.” I watched her smirk. “Fuck me,” she said as she lifted her body so she could run her wet pussy lips against the head of my dick.

So close.

I swallowed my moan as my head teased the entrance of her cunt. It would be so easy to slide right in. And she was practically begging for it.

In one easy move, I flipped her onto her back on the bed before climbing on top of her.

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