Page 59 of The Last Date

“Yes, yes,” I cried, my back arching as my body spasmed uncontrollably.

My squeals faded to whimpering moans, then he began kissing along my body until he met my lips. Both of his palms wrapped around my breasts, caressing and teasing as I reached down to grip his shaft. He kissed me with a gentle fire that was both sweet and sultry.

Digging my heels into the bed, I tried to move my hips toward him, wincing slightly as I put tension on my bandaged leg.

Oakley immediately knelt, slipping on a condom, then carefully placing my legs over his shoulders to keep them immobilized.

He didn’t even have to line the thick head of his cock up with my wet pussy lips, it already knew where to go. I couldn’t believe that his thick length slipped into me so smoothly, but I was so wet, so ready, so needy for him that it seemed natural.

“My perfect angel,” he muttered thickly, “You feel so perfect wrapped around me.”

“That’s because I’m yours,” I gasped, gripping the sides of his face as I stared up at him. “I’m completely yours. Forever.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

* Oakley *

Sasha was truly my fantasy come to life. A dream gi

rl. A delicate treasure that I would never have thought I would deserve.

As she grabbed my cheeks, I saw the large diamond flash out of the corner of my eye. My ring on my baby’s finger. My wife to be. Mine.

Leaning back, I stroked deep and slow into her luscious softness, staring at her perfectly round breasts bouncing slightly with every thrust.

She was so pale and delicate, truly ethereal. So blissfully tight that my fingers had to grip her hips to dig deeper. Sasha’s mouth fell open with a cry as my shaft hit bottom inside her.

Bringing my thumb to her clit, I traced lazy circles, making her moan softly. I looked straight down to see my flesh opening hers. The most erotic sight, that I would now be witnessing on an almost nightly basis.

Her hands reached out to me as I leaned in, instantly giving her what she wanted. Our mouths crashed together, tasting hungrily , the feeling of her fingers gripping me.

I could feel her tighten around me, feel her belly begin to flutter as her hips tried to squirm.

“Come for your future husband,” I growled, pounding into her harder until her fingernails dug into my skin.

“Yes,” she cried, her eyes half-lidded. “Oakley, I…” Her head fell back with a scream as her entire body tightened.

Kissing along her throat to leave her mouth free, there was no way I could hold myself back. My length began to thicken and swell inside her even more, as I felt the familiar tug at my balls.

Her eyes flew wide as I thrust faster, the rush overtaking me. A second orgasm flashed through her as my savage kisses drowned out her squeals.

Her flesh squeezed mine so intensely that I couldn’t hold off anymore. The friction was perfect. My low growl surprised us both, my climax tearing through me like a tornado, leaving me sweaty and breathless. Our kisses melted into something slow and sweet, a perfect dessert after the most incredible sex of my life.

Backing up slowly, I pulled away, softly lowering her legs.

I ran to the washroom for a second to get rid of the condom, then turned off the lights as I came back to snuggle beside her, throwing the blankets over us.

“Best. Date. Ever.” Sasha’s smile made me tingle all over again.

“Your last date as a single girl. Think you’ll miss it?”

“Not for one second.”

We both drifted off comfortably, her breath warm against my chest.

Several times in the night, I woke up for a second, arranging her leg so that it was on top of me, with nothing rubbing against it. Falling back asleep with my Sasha in my arms was the most glorious feeling in the world.

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