Page 29 of Entangled With The Hellhound

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When Roxy finally emerges from the steaming bathroom, she’s a vision of my wet dreams come to life. Droplets of water slide down her silky brown skin, and I follow them with my eyes wishing it was my tongue instead.

Roxy has placed her long hair at the top of her head in a bun, so I can see her slender neck. I know just the spot I want to suck.

“Hey… ummm. You have my clothes.” Roxy points to her overnight bag in my hand.

I was so focused on her body wrapped in the towel and her wet skin, I forgot I was even holding a fuckin’ bag.

“Lamb,” I shake my head. “You won’t be needin’ clothes.” The bag drops to the ground with a thud, and I think I see Roxy shudder.

I know we still have a lot of stuff to talk about, but until I get a taste of her, I won’t be able to focus on shit but her beautiful body.

Roxy must agree because instead of hesitating, she drops the towel to the floor, revealing bountiful hips and an expanse of smooth, silky mahogany skin.Gotdamn!

“Come here.” My voice is a growl. I’m so hungry for Roxy right now that I don’t know if I’ll be able to control myself once I get my hands on her. “Once we do this, there’s no turning back. You know that, right?”

Roxy looks me in my eyes, and without any hesitation, she says, “I know. But do you know that?”

I know what she’s asking, and I know why. Before I decided to hire her for the magazine shoot, I did my research. Roxy has been through a lot when it comes to relationships. And from what I can tell, her family isn’t supportive. Not when it comes to her relationships or when it comes to finances. It looks like Roxy does everything on her own. Which for a twenty-eight-year-old isn’t unusual, but for a twenty-three-year-old fighting a court case, you’d think a little help would be provided.

I know we have chemistry, and I know there could be more to us than some stolen kisses and lustful touches. And Lord knows that I know that I’m a killer, not a savior. But I also know I have to see this through. It’s something about Roxy that calls to me. And that’s never happened before, not even with my ex-wife.

“Yeah, I know.” I finally say. Roxy looks deeply into my eyes, and my stare doesn’t waver. I want her to see the truth in my eyes. I would never hurt her, and as much as I don’t want to be anybody’s knight in shining armor, I will be hers. I will protect her.

“Then I’m all yours…” Roxy’s words die off, and I can hear thefor now, even though she doesn’t say them, but I will let it slide.

We still don’t know each other well, so,for now, will hang over us until we do. I don’t mind proving to her that I’m here to stay. I know my change of heart came on fast, but when I thought she was in danger and I wasn’t there, something clicked in my brain.

I want this woman, and I will have her.

I step forward and pull Roxy into me. I’ve been wanting to have her like this since her beautiful ass graced my presence. However, I’m afraid that I won’t be able to take my time.

I devour her lips like her mouth holds the secrets to the universe, and she moans loudly into my kiss. There’s nothing soft or slow about the way I’m fucking her mouth. I dive my tongue in and out of her wet mouth. I make the kiss sloppy like her pussy will be when I’m finished.

I palm her medium sized breasts as her body melts into mine. I’m still fully clothed, and my dick is so hard that it’s painfully pushing against the zipper of my jeans. But even if I was naked, the only relief I would get is when I sink deep inside of Roxy’s warm pussy.

I move my kisses to the side of Roxy’s neck. I suck on her pulse point, and she grabs a hold of my head, pulling me toward her even more. My hands travel from her beasts around her waist, down her back, to grip her ass.

“Damn! That ass baby! Fuck!” I pull Roxy up by her ass cheeks, and she wraps her slender legs around my waist.

Roxy takes the end of my t-shirt and whips it over my head. Her arms go around my neck as I lick hers; she throws her head back and moans loudly. I walk her over to the bed and lay her down softly. That’s as gentle as it’s gonna be tonight because I’m so ready to tear her little ass up.

Roxy sits up and unzips my jeans slowly, then she tugs them down. She looks up at me with a smile and licks her lips.

“Commando, huh?” She says, but before I can answer, Roxy wraps her luscious lips around my dick.

I instantly leak precum into her warm moist mouth. She hollows out her cheeks and pulls me deep within her throat. I moan as I grab her bun, and she instantly stops.

“Don’t pull my hair too hard; it ain’t mine.” My laugh is cut off when she takes me into her mouth again.

“Fuck, Lamb. Shit!” I can’t think of any other words as she deep throats my dick. I swear she’s trying to make me marry her ass on the first night.

If her head game is this good, how the hell am I supposed to survive fucking her. I have pride about my shit. I can’t go out like some simp. But the way she’s sucking me right now makes me want to cry tears of joy like a chump that I know I’m not. But fuck!

Roxy’s lips feel so good wrapped around me. One of her hands grip my dick as she bobs her head, and the other lightly squeeze my balls. She works both hands and her mouth in tandem, driving me to the brink of insanity.