Page 125 of Breaking His Law

He bites my bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth, becoming rougher, as if it’s a promise of what’s to come.

Unhurried, we finally come apart and he trails soft kisses down my neck before he nuzzles into me. It takes my breath away.

“I love you, Arianna.” His hot breath dusts my skin.

“I love you so much.” Tears flow down my cheeks, a mix of happiness and relief.

“I’ve missed you so much. I need you naked, baby,” he mumbles between kisses.

“Then take me home.”

“I like the sound of that.”

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ARI

Moving down the bed on my knees, I slide myself between Nathan’s thick thighs, then slowly lay a path of soft kisses across his hip.

He lets out a low moan as his eager cock becomes harder and thicker with every one of my kisses.

I never believed in second chances until him. I also didn’t know that love could be as powerful and deep as ours.

I am certain that my family guided me to him—I feel it in my very soul, an unshakable truth as undeniable as the dance of the sun and moon across the sky.

We found each other.

He is my unwavering compass, leading me home—to where my heart truly belongs. With him.

I open my mouth, lay my tongue out flat and lick up his thick, hot length from base to tip, making him flinch, his cock twitching in appreciation and leaking like a tap.

“Baby,” he groans, threading his fingers into my hair, thrusting up into my mouth to fuck it.

Running my wet tongue up and down his shaft, I take him fully into my mouth and swirl my tongue around his crown,sucking him harder as I lick along his thick vein on the underside of his shaft.

“You’re so good at that, baby.” His voice is dangerous and low. He bucks his hips, pushing, thrusting, making tears run down my face.

He grins down at me then holds the base of his cock and slides himself out of my mouth. Tapping the head against my lips, I push my tongue out to taste the salty precum beading at the tip. I moan with excitement, pleasure zooming through me as my body comes alive, every nerve tingling with anticipation at being with him again.

“Suck me,” he commands, stroking himself back and forth.

I stick my tongue right out and let him rub himself against it before I suck him back into my mouth, gagging when he hits the back of my throat.

He clenches the sheets between his fingers, bucking his hips against my lips, unable to stop himself.

I circle the head of his cock with my tongue and find it difficult to breathe around his thick length as saliva spills from my lips because I’m struggling to swallow.

“I need to be inside you.” He pulls himself out of my mouth and grabs the base of his cock, squeezing hard as if to stop himself from coming.

He’s panting hard, his chest moving in and out, and every inch of him is covered in a faint sheen of perspiration. Looking down at me with hooded eyes, he slowly sits up, urging me to do the same before kissing me breathless.

He slips his fingers between my pussy lips then slides a finger inside of me and with his other hand he reaches up and wipes away my tears that slide down my face from deep-throating his cock.

A guttural moan rumbles from his throat, and he finger-fucks me, teasing my orgasm to make its appearance. He circles histhumb over my clit, while sliding his thick fingers in and out with intention.

“You’re so wet, baby,” he whispers as I rock my hips and ride his fingers. “Now turn around on your knees,” he demands, removing his fingers from my pussy, and I whimper from the loss. It felt so good.

I do as he asks, turning around, and he moves behind me.

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