Page 62 of Midnight Dissonance

He almost ripped his shirt off and tossed it behind him. And then he lifted her into his arms, pressing her back against the wall, in too much of a hurry to be inside her. He slanted his mouth over hers while he undid his pants, shoving them down far enough to free his dick.

And then he rubbed the head through her soaking slit.

She moaned, rocking her hips, trying to take him inside. But he lifted his mouth and repined her hands above her head. Then he notched his cock at her entrance. “Who does this pussy belong to?”

“It’s yours, Sir.”

He plowed inside in a single thrust. Her pussy clamped down on his shaft. “That’s right. It’s mine.”

He withdrew until the head remained before driving back inside hard enough to bow her back. But he wanted to tease her. Make her crazy and make her beg him to go faster. So he kept his strokes slow but didn’t hold back on the force, fucking her hard and deep.

“You like fucking my pussy?”

He stilled. “It’s not your pussy. It’s my pussy I’m fucking. But you certainly enjoy riding my cock, don’t you?”

He withdrew and slammed home. She arched. “Yes, Sir.”

“And no one else gets to have this pussy but me.” He started fucking her in truth, slamming his dick inside her faster and faster.

“No one but you. Oh god,” she cried, her hips bucking.

He released her arms. Needing both hands, he cupped her ass, using the wall for support, and proceeded to fuck her as if his life depended upon it. Her arms circled his neck as she held on, writhing, taking him deep, meeting his fervent thrusts as her cries filled his ears.

Sweat slicked their skin. He pistoned, pumping his shaft deep inside her, claiming her. He wanted to imprint himself on her body.

“I love riding your cock. It’s so big and hard and I want to come, Sir, please.”

He grunted. “That’s right. You’re going to come all over this cock. And I’m going to make a mess of this pussy. Filling it with my come.”

“Yes, please,” she gasped. Her pussy rippled and clenched, a sure sign of her climax approaching.

Josh doubled down, furiously thrusting, working her body. He fucked her like he was mad at her, grunting and groaning as he rutted inside her tight, soaking-wet heat. Lightning electrified his spine. His balls tightened.

And he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. But he needed to send her flying first. He reached between them and pinched her clit.

She wailed, and her body went tense. And then she was coming on his dick, her pussy clamping and squeezing him.

It was all he needed to send him flying to the heavens with her. His dick jolted and spilled his seed inside her, thrusting again and again until every drop had been spent.

He held her while their heart rates returned to normal, still embedded deep inside her. And something happened as he pulled his head up from the crook of her neck and stared at her beautiful face. Because his emotions were involved. It wasn’t just physical, or the Ryan click.

Maybe they had been from the start. And it was why he couldn’t get her out of his mind.

Before he unwound her legs from his waist, he murmured, “We should get your stuff put away and order dinner.”

She arched a brow, satisfaction in every line of her face. “Or you could take me up to bed for round two and let me suck your cock. Then I can make some spaghetti or something, and then we can eat.”

“I like the way you think, woman.”

“I thought you’d see things my way.”

“You best hang on to me. Because I’m not letting you go.” He headed toward the stairs with her wrapped around him.

And he didn’t simply mean for the night.

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She stayed wrapped around Josh like a pretzel as he carried her upstairs to his bedroom. Her emotions were in complete tumult. Because she liked being with Josh. Hell, she adored when he went all dominant and bossed her around. And his filthy, lewd talk drove her wild and got her so hot she couldn’t keep her hands off him.

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