Page 73 of The Last Morgan
Slowly, gently, he pushed in.
Lucy gasped at being stretched, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
"Fuck, you're tight," Byron groaned, forehead pressed to hers.
He moved slowly, giving her time to adjust, kissing her breathless, whispering filthy, reverent promises into her skin.
"Mine," he whispered fiercely. "You're fucking mine."
Lucy whimpered, clinging to him.
When he was fully inside her, he stilled, breathing raggedly.
"Tell me to stop, and I will."
"Don't you dare," she panted.
Byron growled low in his throat and started moving.
Slow, deep thrusts that drove her insane.
He kissed her like he was starving, his hands everywhere — gripping her hips, her breasts, threading through her hair.
Lucy moaned into his mouth, meeting every thrust with a desperate roll of her hips.
It was too much. It was everything.
The friction built higher and higher, Byron finding his rhythm, pounding into her harder now, deeper, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.
"So fucking good," Byron groaned against her ear. "You're made for me."
Lucy cried out, nails scraping down his back, clinging to him like she’d drown without him.
Byron flipped her onto her stomach, pulling her ass up and slamming back into her.
Lucy gasped, tears springing to her eyes from the intensity.
He fucked her hard, savage now, every thrust a claiming.
"You feel so good, baby," he rasped.
"Please, Byron," Lucy begged, not even sure what she was begging for.
"I'm close," he growled. "Let go for me, Lucy. Let me feel you cum."
His hand slipped between her thighs, rubbing fast tight circles on her clit.
Lucy shattered around him with a scream, her pussy clamping down on his cock.
Byron roared her name, slamming into her one final time, cumming deep inside her.
They collapsed onto the bed, tangled and trembling.
Byron kissed her face, her forehead, her neck, stroking her sweaty hair back from her face.
"I've wanted this for so long," he whispered, voice raw.
"Me too," Lucy whispered back. Byron smirks knowingly.
