Fuck.
I don’t think I’ve ever been more turned on in my life as he takes control of my body.
I give all of myself to him, and he takes.
It’s perfect.
“You feel so fucking good, love. So, so wet. No one has made me feel this good before, Milana.”
He hits the right spot, and I almost black out as I come all over his hard cock. The second I’m done, he finally lets go, filling me with his hot cum. His harsh groan fills the room.
I’m panting, gasping for air as he lets my hands go and swipes up my leg, rubbing his cum into my skin. “Fuck, you are so perfect,” he growls, pushing his finger inside me.
Is he?
Pushing his cum back inside me?
Yes, yes, he is.
Fuck.
“August,” I moan. “I can’t do it again.”
But even as I say that, my hips push back against him. I’ve always wanted a man to do this to me. To force me to come. I want to fight it, and yeah, in the end, I want to lose.
Is that bad?
I’ve never said those words out loud before.
“Yes, you can. You’re going to come once more like a good girl, all over my tongue,” he orders.
“I can’t.”
“You can, and youwill,” he growls. “One more, whether you want it or not. I fucking need it.” He grips my hips and slowly licks over my clit until he builds up the tempo, then licks faster.
I shake my head from side to side.I can’t.
He slides two fingers inside me, curling them until I have no choice but to give him what he wants.
I fall apart.
And this time, I do pass out.
Chapter Twelve
Her eyes flash open, and I take a deep breath.
She scared me for a second.
“Are you okay?”
She nods, a dreamy, sated smile on her face. “Yeah.”
Lifting her against my chest, I hold her tight and trail my fingers down her back. “I didn’t push you too hard, did I?”
“No, I loved it.”
Thank fuck.