Page 138 of Wild Blades

I’ve never unlocked my seatbelt, hiked her over my shoulder and undressed faster.

Fuck sleep.

I’ll sleep when I’m dead.

My feet planted firmly on the ground, I’m watching her sitting on my lap in the mirrored wall opposite the bed on the plane.

Her back to my front, her legs spread wide over mine, my cock buried so deep inside her, I’ve bottomed out.

I’m not moving my hips; she’s not moving hers. It’s as if it’s the most natural place for my cock to be. We fit together perfectly. Like lock and fucking key.

“You look beautiful.” I kiss down the curve of her neck and across her shoulder, moving her long dark locks that’s hiding her tits to the side to let me see all of her. I peek over her shoulder and stare at our reflection in the mirror. My heart somersaults in my chest, expanding at the love I feel for this woman who stepped into my life and I never thought I wanted and now somehow never want her to step out of it.

I spread my legs wider, opening her up for me and it’s the best view I’ve seen all day; my cock buried inside her, my balls heavy with the need to thrust into her, but I resist.

“Touch yourself.” Moving my hands to the top of her thighs, I drift my fingers over her toned skin, which I know drives her crazy, pouring my love from my fingertips into her.

Resting her head back on my shoulder, her body melts into mine as she stares back at me and slides her fingers between her pussy lips.

“Good girl.” She lets out a little whimper when I praise her, which I also know she likes. Hell, she loves everything we do together.

We’re so connected it scares me sometimes. I never want these feelings I have for her to end. I don’t plan on fucking this up. She’s mine forever.

“I need you to move.” She pants and glides her fingers over her clit, pulling a moan from her chest as she circles it a little faster.

“Not yet. Let me taste you.” I place my fingers around her wrist and remove her hand from her swollen clit. Lifting her fingers to my mouth, I suck, wrapping my tongue around them. I groan when the sweet taste of her hits my tastebuds.

Coating her fingers in my saliva, I push them out of my mouth. “You taste fucking delicious,” I tell her, then I drop a small kiss behind her ear. “Now make yourself come, beautiful.”

Her pussy walls squeeze my dick and I’m desperate to move, but equally want to tease her for just a little bit longer.

Fingers between her pussy lips, she rubs her clit again, her fingers touching my dick from time to time, making me push up inside of her just a fraction. She responds by circling her hips, grinding herself down onto me and I know if I don’t move soon, she’s going to lose her goddamn mind. Me too.

Her hardened nipples beg me to touch them, and so I reach up and roll one between my fingertips, then pinch it. I swear she could come from that alone; her nipples are so sensitive these days.

She cries out, “I’m so close, please fuck me.”

“Look at me.” A wicked grin shapes my mouth as she continues to rub her clit and her eyes lock with mine. “Who do you belong to?”

“You.”

I place my hands under her ass and lift her up, sliding her up my dick and back down again. Fuck, I might come too fast. “Only me?”

“Only you. Oh God, I’m so close.” Her mouth makes anOshape, her fingers rubbing herself much quicker now.

“Your pussy feels so fucking good, baby. You’re so wet for me.” I bounce her up and down my dick, her juices coating me, and I know I’m almost there too. “You wanna come?”

“Yes.”

“Then come. Now,” I demand, as my balls tighten, lifting up into my body as her inner walls clench me hard, pulling the orgasm from my body.

Back bowed, she pushes her shoulders into me as she comes, shaking and quivering as I continue to fuck her through her orgasm and into mine, making me grip her ass cheeks tighter—so hard, I know I’ll leave bruises.

“I’m coming.” My cock grows harder, the blood rushing to the end of it and I explode, shooting hot ropes of cum inside of her.

Exhausted from the game, from training the past few days, my arms ache, but I continue to glide her up and down my dick until she milks me of every drop.

Panting, out of breath, and in a complete post orgasm haze, I look at us in the mirror. “I love you,” I tell her, which makes her lift her head. Flushed face and making the ‘just fucked’ look fashionable, she smiles back at me.

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