Page 116 of Stay With Me

She rocks her pussy against my erection. “So what’re you gonna do with me now that you have me?”

“Payback’s a bitch, remember?” I tease my tongue along her bottom lip, then lower one hand between her legs, shove the fabric of her thong to the side, and find her wet slit. “No coming until I give you permission,Mama.”

I thrust two fingers deep inside her tight pussy and she gasps, lifting her hips. When my thumb circles her clit, she moans so loud I’m tempted to give in and let her come right now.

“There we go. Let me hear you.”

With a twist of my wrist, I drive deeper toward her G-spot and when she screams, her back nearly flies off the bed.

“That’s my girl.Louder.”

Her head falls back as her lips part and a delicious string of lyrical moans releases from her throat.

“I’m so close.” She palms her breast and squeezes the nipple through the fabric.

I bury my face in her neck and kiss under her ear. “Then you better start beggin’, sweetheart.”

She digs her nails into my shoulder, thrusting up into my hand as I continue working her cunt. “Please, Tripp. I’m almost there.”

Sucking on her soft flesh, I can feel how tense her body is and know it’s only a matter of seconds before she falls off the edge.

“Not until I taste you on my tongue, baby.”

“Tripp!” she squeals when I release her and move down her body. “You’re the devil.”

I kneel between her thighs, spread them wider, then lean over without touching her. “Then you better pray for mercy, baby. I’m about to devour you whole until your throat goes raw from screaming.”

She gasps when I slide my palms under her ass, pull her up to my mouth, and give her one long lick. Capturing her clit, I flick it over and over before giving the rest of her pussy attention.

Magnolia thrashes under me, moaning and crying out each time she almost gets there, but then I pull back.

“I’m dyin’ here...” she whines, trying to push my head back down when I blow cool air against her swollen pussy. “Please, please,please.”

I smirk against her hot cunt. “Mmm. Beggin’ like the good girl you are. Hope you’re ready...”

Without warning, I thrust against her G-spot and suck her clit in a steady rhythm. It only takes seconds until she’s shaking beneath me, clasping her thighs around my neck, and screaming.

She comes hard and fast, and I lap up everything she gives me.

When I look up, her chest rises and falls as if she can’t catch her breath, and a sense of pride rolls through me. I love that I’m the one who gets to make her feel good and give her the pleasure she deserves. And if I wasn’t obsessed before, seeing her body respond this way would’ve sealed the deal.

“You okay?” I ask, partly teasing, partly concerned.

She nods once.

Crawling up her body, I tilt up her chin and brush my lips over hers. “You taste so fuckin’ good I couldn’t stop.”

“What do I taste like?”

“Like sweet fuckin’ paradise.” Then I crash my mouth to hers and roll her on top of me. She gasps at the sudden movement, and I laugh as she situates herself comfortably on my hips.

Reaching over to my nightstand, I grab my Stetson hat and place it on my head. I smirk when her cheeks redden and she stares wildly at me.

“I’m wearin’ the hat. Now time to ride the cowboy.”

Chapter Twenty-Six

Magnolia