Page 110 of Counting On You

“Fuck, yes, Kade. Don’t stop.” The sounds she makes sets me on fire for her. I force myself to fuck her slow and steady. Her nipples are standing on end, poking through the thin fabric of her dress. I want to suck them into my mouth, to make her squirm and scream my name. But I’m in no rush. There’s time for that later, in the privacy of my bedroom, where I’ll have her tonight.

“You’re so tight and wet, baby. I love it.”

Taking her lower lip between her teeth, she looks up at me. The expression in her eyes reveals her desperation for finding release. As much as I want to prolong our little session, someone could come in any second. We can’t risk being found out; not as long as I haven’t had enough of her.

I thrust into her hard and stay there, rocking barely an inch in and out of her. Her pussy muscles clench around me. I move my hand between our slick bodies and find the little nub. The combination of my hard cock inside her and my fingers brushing over her clit does the trick. She erupts with a cry of pleasure that makes me plunge into my own orgasm. I pump into her with a groan, spreading my load as she continues to clamp her pussy around me. She angles her hips to meet my last stroke and plunges into another orgasm.

Even though we’re both panting and spent I take my sweet time setting her down and pulling out of her.

I arrange her dress around her hips. “Are you okay?”

She nods and smiles. “Better than in a long time.”

I lean into her to kiss her lips. “I want you in my room tonight. I expect you right after dinner.”

Her eyes narrow on me and that suspicion of hers is back. “Why?”

“Because I have plans for us. And that involves being naked and lots of screaming.”

She opens her mouth to protest when I place my finger against her lips, silencing her. “And don’t be late, unless you want me to tie you to my bed and torture you until you’ll beg me for release.”

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