Page 127 of Ruthless Touch

Her skin is warm beneath my hands as I feel her curves and passionately kiss her soft lips.

My Goyangi-ne feels so damn good even just to kiss and touch.

I settle between her thighs and let myself look at her, admiring how sexy and beautiful she is and how lucky I am.

Her thick braids splayed over the pillow like ribbons of ink. Her lips swollen from my kisses. Her eyes still daring me even now.

She always dares me.

We kiss some more as I drag my cock up and down the slick heat between her thighs.

“You ready for me, baby?” I murmur, low and rough, my forehead pressed to hers.

“I’ve been ready,” she pants, wrapping her legs around my hips.

I push in slowly, burying myself in her pussy until I’m seated deep.

Fuck, she’s tight.

Hot and silky.

Welcoming in a way that wrecks me every time. My hips still as I soak in the feeling of being balls deep inside her.

“Shit,” I whisper against her throat. “You feel so fucking good, Goyangi-ne.”

“I love it,” she moans back. “Love when you fill me with your big dick.”

Our breaths sharpen as I begin to move. Slow, shallow thrusts at first, then strokes that are longer and deeper.

I want her to feel me everywhere. To feel how much I want her. How much she belongs to me.

Elise arches under me, meeting every thrust like her body was made to fit mine. Sweat glistens between her breasts, and I lower my mouth to lick the curve of one, then the other, biting just hard enough to make her gasp all over again.

“You love this, don’t you?” I growl against her skin. “Getting fucked by the man you swore you hated?”

She meets my eyes, her gaze fierce even as pleasure racks through her. “Fuck yes… fuck me… yes… harder!”

My hips snap forward, my pace increasing.

She chokes on a moan and her silky pussy grips at me, clenching around me like a vice. I watch her come undone with every stroke, her defiance cracking, melting into something more desperate.

I fuck her deep ’til I’m barely holding on. ’Til my muscles pull tight with the effort of restraint. And then she shoves at my shoulder and rolls us, straddling me with a look that says she wants to give me a show.

“You want to ride my cock now?” I ask throatily, hands flying to her hips. “Ride me, Goyangi. Make yourself come on my cock.”

She smirks and rocks her hips, another deep shudder taking her over.

We groan in unison as she takes my cock deep, rolling her hips at a frenzied pace.

“Fuck,” I rasp, watching her ride me like she’s possessed. Her breasts bounce with every movement. I reach up to cup them, to thumb her pierced nipples ’til she cries out.

She leans forward, bracing herself on my chest, nails digging in, anchoring herself to me as she rides faster.

“Gun,” she pants. “Gun… I… I…”

“I know, baby,” I grit out, thrusting up to meet her. “Give in. Come on my cock.”

I sit up, our bodies slick with sweat as I lock my arms around her back and hold her close. Our foreheads touch. Eyes locked. Her breath mingles with mine.