Page 44 of Power

His cock was beautiful.

The skin was smooth and taut, the throbbing shaft standing proud, its impressive thickness and length causing my eyes to widen in awe.

I swallowed hard, my nipples hardening with anticipation and a shiver running through me at the thought of him filling my pussy.

I reached up to his shoulders, once more pushing him back into the chair.

Leon sat bare and motionless, his gaze locked onto me like a predator homing in on its prey. His eyes were obsidian, pupils dilated, and the hunger in them sent an electric shiver cascading down my spine. Between his legs, his cock stood erect, a demanding exclamation point on his desire. The room was thick with anticipation, the air heavy with our mutual need.

I reached in front of my chest, releasing my strapless black lace bra. The fabric loosened, and my breasts spilled out, the bra falling to the floor in a whisper of lace.

Leon’s lips parted as he drew in a deep breath. His gaze was a physical touch, a hot trail searing my skin as it moved over my body.

I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my silk panties and eased them down my hips.

They pooled at my ankles, and I stepped free of them, the click of my stilettos echoing on the floor.

“Holy fuck,” Leon breathed, shaking his head as his gaze roamed over me. Goosebumps prickled my nipples while a flush crept up my neck. “I’ve never seen… You’re…you’re a fucking masterpiece.”

A smile tugged at the corners of my mouth, warmth spreading through me at his words.

I wanted to feel beautiful, to feel sexy, to know that hesaw me as I wanted to be seen. The lust in his eyes left me trembling, a hunger gnawing at my core, a restless impatience coursing through my veins.

I straddled him again, this time our bare flesh meeting, sliding together like silk on silk.

His cock nudged against my vulva, and I gasped at the sensation, a jolt of electricity sparking through me. I was already so wet, his shaft sliding against me, a delicious friction that left me shuddering.

He stared up at me, his face a tapestry of awe, love, and lust, all woven together in an expression so beautiful it made my heart ache.

I lifted my hips and reached down to wrap my hand around his cock. He was smooth, hot, and hard in my grasp. I squeezed, feeling his pulse throb against my palm as I guided him to my entrance.

His eyes widened, his mouth fell open, and he groaned as I began to slip him inside me.

I shifted my hips and leaned down to kiss him deeply as I pressed down, my pussy sliding down over his shaft as slowly as I could force myself to go. It was excruciating. I couldn’t wait to feel him buried as deep as possible.

But I knew in the back of my mind that I would remember this moment forever. I wanted it to last. I tried to remember the way every single inch of him was introduced to my body.

Our tongues tangled together, our moans engulfed by each other’s mouths, as his throbbing hardness filled me up inch by delicious inch. I spasmed around him, my pussysoaking him now, my juices dripping over his shaft. When he was finally buried to the hilt, he groaned loudly into my mouth, his cock twitching and pulsing.

“Leon, my God,” I cried, tearing my mouth from his, a ragged gasp. I searched his eyes, seeing my own disbelief reflected back at me.

“God,” he growled, his body trembling beneath me. “You feel…fucking amazing.”

I pressed my thighs together, then arched my back and slid off him only to impale myself again on his rigid length. Each time he twitched inside me, a pulse of heat radiated up my spine. My pussy squeezed around him, slick and welcoming, craving the hollow fullness of his cock.

I bore down onto him, hips slamming, skin slapping skin. His pelvis lifted to meet every frantic plunge, muscles rippling beneath his tanned flesh—the room filled with the wet slap of our bodies and the frantic chorus of our moans.

Bending forward, I captured his mouth in a hungry kiss, tasting the salt on his lips as I fucked him, my hips rolling and bucking as delicious waves of lust washed over me. He grabbed a fistful of my hair, kissing me hard as he fucked into me.

Electric sparks danced through me every time our bodies met, a current of lust that crackled along our skin. Our naked flesh rubbed together, my breasts against the hard muscles of his chest.

His hands roamed my curves, thumbs carving circles over my hips, then sliding down to squeeze my buttocks as he thrust his hot, hard cock up into my pussy, over andover. I arched over him, surrendering to the delicious friction.

He curled his fingers around my hip bones, then pressed his thumb flat against my swollen clit, causing my brain to explode with pleasure, my body crashing over the edge, my pussy spasming. My muscles trembled and clamped down on him as my orgasm ripped through me in fierce, shuddering waves.

I cried out, my voice raw with release.

Hot waves of pleasure rolled over me, rendering me weak and limp against his body.

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