Page 108 of Sinful King

Sean obliged and I immediately lowered myself to the floor.

“What you doing, Amoy?” he asked, like he didn’t know how much I loved having his dick in my mouth but most importantly when he fucked it.

I wrapped my fingers around his growing length and stroked until he was hard as a brick.

“Showing you how much I trust you.”

My mouth watered for him and I used it to spit on the tip, circling it with my tongue to spread it around. Sean secured his hand at the nape of my neck, gripping my bun to cradle my head.

“Let me see how much.”

I opened wide, staring up at him as he wasted no time filling my mouth until he couldn’t anymore. He had so much to give, and I wanted it all.

“Never get tired of seeing you like this,” he murmured through a groan, thrusting slow and then fast. “I love how much you love this shit.”

I pulled his other hand to my neck and he smirked down at me as he squeezed tight, maneuvering my body back until he was standing over me. Saliva dripped from the sides of my mouth while he fucked it.

“Look at you,” Sean groaned, setting a pace that made my entire body shiver. “My greedy fucking wife.”

His thrusts became rough and sloppy, indicating just how close he was. I was, too. The pressure of his hand around my throat had me slapping my clit until I silently came for him, lips trembling as it rocked me to the core.

Sean didn’t let up until he was spilling down my throat, and I swallowed all of it, licking the corners of my mouth once he slipped from inside and lifted me to my feet. Our lips instantly met, bodies soaked in water threatening to turn cold.

Pleasure and trust bled between us, a reminder of how lucky we were indeed.

I bit his lip and pulled back, staring into his eyes.

“You’re not done,” I whispered, feeling him grow hard against my stomach.

“In a minute,” he said, pinning me to the wall so he could slide his fingers between my legs. “Got something else for you first.”

My back arched off of the tile when he touched me. He had a way of making every nerve ending react like it was the first time his hands had been on my body.

I was desperate for more as his fingers worked in tandem with the way his lips pressed against mine.

“Don’t stop,” I panted, feeling myself unravel beneath his fingertips. My eyes fluttered closed and Sean nipped at my neck, grunting into my ear.

“Never,” he promised.

I was still quaking from the release he pulled from me when I was flipped around and bent over, water rushing over my head and shoulders. Sean pushed his hand in the center of my back until I was at a perfect angle for him to slide inside. My body was hypersensitive, and I let out a guttural cry as he filled me to capacity.

“Need it slow this time?” he asked, knowing my answer before I gave it.

“Fuck no,” I moaned, pushing into him.

Sean’s hold on my hips was near bruising as he moved in and out of me, fucking me hard and deep, until I saw white spots dancing in my vision.

“Goddess,” he growled into my neck as he snatched me up by my hair.

My pussy clamped around him like it was starving for all he had to give and fuck if it wasn’t true.

“Right there,” I gasped, and he doubled down into the spot that set my nerves on fire, obliterating what was left of me.

I was too far in the clouds to tell him I was coming again but he knew, the curve of his lips against my skin said so.

“Shit, Amoy,” he rasped, stroking deep until he came with a full-bodied groan.

It took a moment for my senses to right themselves, but as soon as they did, Sean turned and looked me in the eyes. There was no doubt in his gaze, no fear that I’d ever betray him the way Zinnia had Tadhg.

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