Page 30 of The Stallion
The way she hesitated had me tightening my jaw as I waited intently for her answer.
With every heavy, lust-laced breath that fell between us, I found myself near breaking just to take her without permission.
Bria shook her head, my stomach twisting at the threat of denial, before her lips crashed against mine, parting to let me in. I drove my tongue deep, tangling with hers, tasting everything she would allow.
While our mouths were locked in a powerful kiss, I dipped the hand I had pulled from her into my sweatpants, coating my dick with whatever was left of her release from my palm.
I dragged my thumb over the tip, my pre-cum already beginning to bead from it as I worked myself up more.
A simple whimpered moan into my mouth as Bria twisted her fists in my shirt was all the answer I needed to continue. In a rush for access, I ripped off her boots, tossing them over my shoulder before tearing down her pants and dragging her hips closer to mine.
I freed my aching cock giving it one last stroke before pushing her thong aside and pressing the head up against her warm wet entrance.
Slowly, I guided myself in, Bria’s mouth releasing mine as her head fell back once again, and she gasped with rapture.
Inch by inch, I slid myself deeper and deeper between her thighs as they tensed around my hips with a firm squeeze.
Fuck she was tight—so goddamn tight andso fucking mine.
Once I was fully seated inside of her, I bent forward, capturing Bria’s mouth once more. Her taste was one that I would never get enough of.
I pulled my hips back until only about an inch was left before slamming my hips right up against hers.
The scream that ripped from her lungs was intoxicating, and I wanted more. I wanted to leave this woman breathless and shattered for me.
With every thrust I drove into her, the entire desk rattled, with loose objects falling to the floor around us.
I chuckled, releasing her mouth as I dragged my lips down the side of her chin, along her jawline, and back toward her ear, tugging on the lobe with my teeth as I hissed my desire right alongside it.
She was so fucking wet with need that I didn’t just slide in and out of her—I glided,effortlessly.
The walls of her tight pussy squeezed my dick with every pull as if it never wanted to let me go.
As Bria started to tense around me, I picked up my pace, pounding harder into her as I dropped one hand to grip her ass cheek for leverage while the other was still firmly wrapped around her back for support.
I could hear the fabric of my shirt tearing from her nails as she squeezed her fists even tighter, her climax building up to its peak.
The sweet moans and cries of pleasure that fell from her swollen pink lips filled the room.
I sucked and bit down on her shoulder, desperate to leave a mark with my teeth but restraining myself from giving her anything more than a small hickey that would most likely fade by morning.
“Dallas, I—” She swallowed a deep moan, her breaths heavy as she fought to hold on. “Fuck, Dallas.” A high-pitched whimper cracked from her throat before I felt her pussy clench my dick harder than a fucking vice, and my balls tightened along with it.
“Sweet. Fucking. Girl.” I growled into her ear with each thrust, right before I felt her shatter around me.
With one last hard drive, I followed her over the edge, shoving my cock as deep as her body could take it before coming inside of her.
I held on to Bria tightly as we both slowly came down from our highs, my hips pressed up against hers as she buried her face into my chest.
My face was buzzing, sweat sliding down the center of my spine.
Bria would be a problem—but I could turn her into a solution.
My time was ticking as the leader of Red Magic, and I still needed to find a wife before it was up. I refused to lose a title I had earned after six years with the MUR.
The struggle for me was that she couldn’t be just anyone, and finding a love match like my parents within a year was like looking for a needle in a haystack—near impossible.
Love at first sight wasn’t real…But what if it was fake?
