Page 70 of Angelic Vengeance

My eyes were closed, trying to keep composed. I knew it would only hurt this one time, but that didn’t seem to help with the sensation that I was ripped open.

I didn’t notice his head lowered until he covered my nipple with his mouth. I groaned and threw my head back, moaning his name. “Zach…”

I moved my hands to his arms, digging my nails into his large biceps. He held himself up on one forearm and used his other hand to hold the breast he was kissing. His warm mouth sucked on the tight, firm skin, before going in for more and licking all over.

I shuddered and my back arched slightly. He quickly switched to my other diamond peek, leaving his hand where it was to keep me warm. A surprised moan escaped me when his teeth grazed my sensitive skin.

“You’ve got the prettiest tits I’ve ever seen.” Zach softly bit me and I groaned, pushing my head in the pillows. “They’re so perfect in my hands and mouth…”

“Zach–” My gasp turned into a moan when he twisted my nipple between his rough fingers.

“Your body was fucking made for me,hermosa.” His hand slid down my body, over the dip of my waist and curveof my hips. He harshly grabbed my thigh and pushed it further into the mattress, spreading me wider for him.

He pushed in deeper with more ease, my body welcoming him this time. I squeezed tightly like a vice around his length, which felt glorious inside me. The fullness was delicious and there was something perfect about the way he stretched me. I wrapped my arms around his neck as his mouth met mine.

“It’s a perfect fit.” He rasped against my lips, thrusting all the way in and bottoming me out.

He hit me so deep, my eyes rolled back. “Oh,fuck…”

My back arched and I instinctively rolled my hips once, the insides of my thighs pressing into his hard body.

He kissed me passionately, not moving his hips and remaining buried deep inside me. “I love the way you feel.”

I dug my nails into his shoulders as he kissed my jaw and neck, until nothing was uncomfortable anymore.

“Wrap around me,” He ordered, pushing himself back up to look at me. “I want you to feel me move.”

I did as told, wrapping my arms around his muscular back and my legs around his body, my ankles locking behind his lower back and holding him close. He lowered himself so our lips met, holding himself up on his forearms. My tits pressed against his hard chest and my nipples ached from the friction.

Slowly, he pulled out and I briefly registered something wet. But then, he rolled his hips, sinking back inside me.

“Oh my God…” I groaned, my whole body shaking with unfamiliar sensations.

He covered my lips with his, filling the room with our pants and groans, along with the soft, wet sound of himmoving in and out of me. I moaned in his mouth as every inch of me ignited with blinding pleasure.

He began grinding slightly faster and my whole body buzzed with want and need. I was so overfilled with how good everything felt, it was like I wasn’t myself.

Everything I touched was him. His dark eyes were all I could see. The cologne on his neck was everywhere in my chest and mind. His taste was on my tongue and all I could hear were his masculine groans in my ear.

All I could think about in this moment was him.

“Zach…” I whimpered against his lips.

“What do I feel like?” His husky voice made me open my eyes again and look at him.

“Like–” He thrust a little harder, interrupting me. I bit my lip at his teasing and tried again. “Like my body was made for you.”

He smirked at my twist on his earlier words and kissed me again. “And?” He groaned against my lips.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and tightened my legs around his hips, grinding into him to match his movements. His lips hovered above mine.

“Smooth and hard…” I breathed out. “You’re so big, but I wanna take more of you…” He continued rolling his hips; his pelvis gliding against my clitevery single time. “You’re stretching me just right, and the way you’re fucking me… It feelsso good…”

A deep, masculine groan rumbled in his chest, and his hand gripped my thigh roughly. His movements grew faster and harder, and I met them, both of us craving more and more. My breasts bounced against his muscular chest as I moved up and down the mattress with each of his thrusts.

His face lowered to my neck; kissing, licking, biting. My hand moved into his hair as the other grabbed his bicepagain. Goosebumps flowed all over my body as a shiver rocked through me. It filled me with a primal need that made me throw my head back.

“Harder,” I moaned in his ear.

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