Page 79 of Crush's Fall

“Lucy,” she moaned and gripped his hair, using it to keep him against her, afraid he’d suddenly stop what he was doing.

Instead of stopping, he added two fingers sliding in and out of her cunt, curled and hitting her g-spot on every stroke, sending jolts of pleasure through her.

Her tiger was pacing and roaring, tail swishing, as Crush let her head fall back against the door with a thud. She tried to hold off her orgasm as long as she could, but her man knew exactly how to drive her over the edge.

As soon as her core began to contract around his fingers, he used his free hand to hike her leg up on his shoulder, giving him better access. Quickening the pace of his fingers, he latched onto her clit and sucked. Light exploded in front of her eyes, and every muscle in her body seized as she let out a loud moan and rode the wave of pleasure that washed over her.

He kissed and licked her slit as she recovered from her orgasm, causing her to twitch every time he came close to her clit.

“Fuck. You taste like motherfucking heaven,” he moaned against her.

She released her grip on his hair. Instead of gripping it, she ran her fingers through his hair as she stared down into his dark brown eyes. “Now, where do you want me?”

One of his dark brows hiked, he grinned up at her. “Is my wife allowing me to have a say?”

“Your wife was giving you an opportunity to be in charge for once, but I can rescind that offer if you plan on throwing it in my face.”

Lucifer chuckled and stood. “Naked. On your hands and knees on the bed,” he ordered, his voice deeper and more gravelly than she’d ever heard it before.

Lucifer

As he watched Crush get into the instructed position on the bed, Lucifer undressed, leaving his clothes wherever they fell, except for his cut. He laid that over the top of the dresser.

She glanced over her shoulder at him, and his brain almost exploded. The sight of her naked, round ass in the air, her smooth back, and the greenish-gold light shining from her eyes had his breathing labored and his gut clenching. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. He couldn’t believe that she was his, really and truly his, forever.

“Fuck. I love you,” he choked out as he fought the stupid tears that lined his eyes.

Her face softened for a moment before she began to shake her ass at him. “I would love it if you fucked me.”

“Your wish is my command, Mrs. Brooks.”

“Then Iwishyou’d stop talking and start moving, Mr. Welles.”

As soon as she finished her sentence, Lucifer moved onto the bed and gave her ass a slap, hard enough to make her shift forward and moan his name. When she caught herself and moved back into position, his cock was there, ready to slide inside of her. He groaned as her pussy enveloped him in wet heat.

When her breath caught in her throat, Lucifer couldn’t stop the masculine pride that welled up inside of him. The fact that he was able to make this strong, aggressive woman gasp was like he was given a billion dollars and the titlesexiest man aliveall at the same time.Fuck.She was the key to everything — his happiness, his desire, his life.

The pace he sent was unrelenting, hard, forceful. Gripping her hip in one hand to hold her in place, he slid his other hand up her back and fisted it in her hair. Forcing her head around to look at him, he gazed into her glowing eyes, loving the raw pleasure there, before he took her mouth in a deep kiss.

He kept kissing her until the force of his thrusts made him unable to keep contact with her lips. When he broke the kiss, he moved his mouth to her ear and whispered, “Your pussy feels so good clenching around my cock. So hot and wet and tight. When you come, it feels like you’re strangling my dick, and I love every fucking second of it.” He released her hair and slid that hand around her and down to her clit. Taking it between his fingers, he pinched the nub. “Now fucking come on my cock, Sugartits.”

She screamed as her orgasm overwhelmed her. Her pussy clamped down on his erection, making him unable to keep thrusting. Giving in, he slammed inside of her and let himself go.

The last thought he had before he was swamped with pleasure was,This is how I want to spend the rest of my life.

Reclining against the headboard, Lucifer watched as his naked wife chowed down on a piece of pizza. She was sitting at the foot of the bed, facing him. His gaze was so fixated on her, his own piece forgotten in his hand.

His wife.Fuck, that felt good to say. Finally, she was his in every possible way.

“Stop staring at me and eat your pizza,” Crush said around the bite she just took. She was the least ladylike woman he knew, and he fucking loved it.

Grinning, he took a bite and chewed, keeping his eyes on her. That was how he caught her fingering the pendant he gave her. She did that a lot, but he was pretty sure she didn’t realize it.

His tiger was just a pretty kitty down deep.

Lucifer’s brows pulled together as he continued to chew his food and watch his woman. After he swallowed and set aside the crust in the nearly empty pizza box, he said, “Are you really a tiger… or just a house cat?”

Crush froze mid-chew, but her gorgeous greenish-brown eyes shifted to him. “What?” she mumbled around her mouthful of food before she started chewing again.

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