Page 33 of Lasso Lovebirds

I nodded in understanding, hungrily watching her expression as she took more of me. She was so fucking wet and hot, her slick heat gripping me. I slid my hand down, resting my hand on her mound and pressing my thumb against her clit. Herhead tipped back on a gasp, her hips circling as I did the same to her clit, following the same motions.

“Oh god,” she moaned.

Pris worked my cock inside of her until she was fully seated, the two of us moaning together. My eyes fluttered as I didn’t let up on her clit, maintaining the same languorous speed.

She felt so damn good. Her hands planted on my chest, her expression full of pleasure as she lifted and then sank back down. I moved my hips to meet her, a slow, drawn out rhythm falling into place between us.

Every movement was met with our bodies sliding against each other. I was fighting the urge to take over and fuck her harder, but I craved being good for her. I wanted her to use me however she wanted, to take my cock in whatever way pleased her most.

“Keep touching me there,” she whimpered. “You feel so good.”

“So do you,” I huffed, working her clit.

I wasn’t sure I was going to keep being able to form words. All I could do was focus on her taking my cock and me rubbing her clit, our bodies melting together. She leaned down, our lips locking as we fell into another heated kiss. She kissed down my jaw to my neck then the soft spot of my shoulder, biting down hard enough that I grunted, the pain flashing through me.

“Too much?”

“No,” I rasped. “More. Please.”

She bit me again, the pain going straight to my cock. I thrusted up in response as her teeth sank into my skin hard enough, I knew it’d bruise. And god, I wanted that. I wanted to wake up in the morning and see something she’d left on me, a mark of remembrance from our first time together. Something that would last for a few days.

“Fuck.” I grabbed hold of her hips and thrusted up harder and faster as she peppered kisses and bites across my shoulders, occasionally offering me a kiss on the lips between whimpers and moans.

“I’m close,” she gasped.

She sat up slightly, her hands on my pecs as her head fell back, her curls tumbling down her shoulders. She rocked her hips, taking me faster, meeting every stroke until we were heading straight to the edge.

Her body trembled, her hand slapping over her mouth as she yelped, her orgasms crashing into her. I took a few revered seconds to memorize every line of her face as she came, and then I lost control, my pleasure unleashing. Cum spurted from my cock in hot bursts as her body collapsed against mine.

She melted against me. Her head settled on my chest, rising and falling with each breath. The scent of sex filled the room. I closed my eyes, savoring her. Cherishing her.

Years. Ever since she’d come home to Rainbow Ranch, I’d pined for her.

Now, she was here in my arms.

Priscilla let out a soft laugh and raised her head, looking up at me. I grinned between heavy breaths, massaging her scalp gently. Her gaze glimmered with a sweetness that healed me.

“How was that?” I whispered.

She smirked. “Beau Adams, you know that was good.”

I chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “It was perfect. I want more. . . kinky things . . .”

“Me too,” she said. “We have a lot to explore, don’t we?”

I nodded. “We do.”

“A lot to explore with Sky too . . .”

My throat constricted. “Yes. We do. We should take every second we get with them.”

“I agree. I hope you give them every ounce of pleasure you just gave me . . . and then I want to hear about it tomorrow.”

I raised a brow, unable to stop a smile. “Yeah?”

“Yes.” She stole another kiss. “Then I want to dance with them. And then with the two of you at the same time, if you know what I mean.”

“I do.”

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