Page 126 of Ignite

“Conan. I desperately need your dick inside of me. Call it an appetizer or something. Do what you want with me after. I just cannot think straight until you make me come. I’m losing my mind here.”

He’s making me insane, but it’s in the best possible way.

Conan twists the handle and we fall into the ladies' room, our lips locked, my fingers fumbling with his belt.

The door clicks shut behind us.

His hand grips my jaw, forcing me to meet his eyes.

“You’ve been such a good fucking girl for me, baby.”

He spins me around, and I grip the basin as he kicks my legs open and yanks up my dress.

His hands slide over my ass.

“Fucking perfect.”

Our eyes lock in the mirror and the room goes molten.

He unbuttons his pants and frees his cock, making me lick my lips.

“This what you want, darlin’?” he asks, stroking his dick.

I nod eagerly.

“You’ve been teasing me all night, trouble. Now I get to give you a taste of how it feels. Be quiet, my brothers don’t need to hear how loud you are when you come.”

My mouth drops open. He gives me a smirk.

“I—I can’t be quiet.”

He chuckles and thrusts his fingers inside my needy pussy.

“Oh, I know.”

As he pulls his fingers out, he steps behind me and runs his hand up my throat, then shoves his soaked digits into my mouth, deep.

“Problem solved.” He winks at me in the mirror.

My muffled cries echo as he slams into me.

“God, baby,” he grits out.

I keep my eyes on him. With every thrust, I watch him go deeper, lose more of his control.

He’s losing his mind, just like I am.

“You want to be filled up with my cum?”

“Y-yes.”

I bite down on his fingers as he slaps my ass and fucks me into oblivion.

“I can feel you’re close.”

He presses down on my lower back and lets loose.

“Come on, baby. Give it to me.”

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