Page 50 of The Purrfect Rival (Enchanted Falls #1)

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A t her place, Kalyna curled her arms around Rust’s neck and rose to her tip toes to press their lips together. The first swipe of his tongue over hers felt decadent. Her lungs felt tight and her breaths came in short spurts. The kiss was deep and hungry, and she groaned, pressing herself into him.

A soft growl sounded from him and he picked her up and set her in front of the dining room table. He tugged her clothes off. She stood bare in front of him.

This should have been the time to be filled with embarrassment or something, but all she wanted was more of his touch. The way he looked at her made feel beautiful. He cupped her breasts and she sucked in a breath, pressing her chest into his hands.

“So beautiful,” he growled. “So soft.”

She moaned and pulled him down for another kiss. He lifted her onto the table, spreading her thighs and caressing her pussy with a hand. “You’re so hot, my foxy lady,” he groaned between kisses. “Slick.”

She kissed his neck and groaned at how good he smelled. In the past, she hadn’t been so aware of a male’s scent as she was now. She nibbled on his neck and he growled softly. Before she got a chance to keep kissing him, he pulled a chair and sat, his face level with her sex. She leaned back on her elbows and watched him place her thighs on his shoulders. A gasp was all that escaped her when he slid his tongue into her pussy.

“Rust!” she called out and caught herself. Biting her lip, she gripped the edges of the table and held on. He pressed his whole face into her, rubbing himself into her folds as if he wanted her wetness all over himself. He ate her pussy like she was his lunch. As if all the food he’d just had meant nothing because this was what he truly wanted. Her. She wiggled her hips and let out a soft whimper.

Another lick and she was shaking, trying not to fall back and hit her head on the table. He pinched one of her nipples with a hand, tugging and tweaking, making her rock harder into his face.

“Rust, Goddess. Please,” she gasped.

His face was all in her sex, his tongue deep in her channel. She moaned and rocked, feeling his beard rub along her sensitive folds. She ached hard, her pussy clamped around his tongue, but it wasn’t enough. She needed him deep inside her, taking her, loving her, and branding her. She had never wanted a man the way she did him.

“Don’t stop,” she mumbled.

He groaned into her pussy and she let go. Her body tensed and then a shockwave of pleasure spread through her. She sucked in a breath and let it out slowly. Rust was still licking her inner thigh, biting and growling into her flesh.

She was still shaking and gasping for air when he carried her to her bed. Placing her at the center of the mattress, he shrugged out of his clothes and she welcomed him with open thighs. He caged her with his body, the head of his cock pressing at her entrance and his gaze on her face.

“I can’t promise this will be soft and sweet,” he growled, his voice rough. “But I can promise you’re going to come again, love.”

She locked her knees behind his hips and pushed him into her with the balls of her feet. They both groaned as he pressed into her, stretching and filling her with his hardness.

“So good, Rust,” she moaned.

He pulled back and thrust deep, making her whimper. There was no slow. He’d told her that. He drove deep and pulled back, his cock burning her with how hot he felt inside her. With every thrust and retreat, she choked, trying to catch her breath. Every time she thought he’d slow down, he went faster. Harder. Deeper.

His body was sliding and gliding over hers as they were both coated in sweat. In. Out. Deep. Rough.

“Wow,” he grunted and drove deep.

She licked her dry lips and moaned again. There was nothing for her to do but widen her legs and let him own her. She loved the feel of him inside her. The way he squeezed her hips, scratching her with how hard her held her.

Another growl sounded from him and she whimpered at the way her pussy fluttered around his cock. She was so close. Her body tensed and then he thrust hard enough to make her scream.

Her body shuddered. Her orgasm tore through her like a tsunami. She clawed at his shoulders, clinging to him and calling for him. He thrust once. Twice. And tensed, his cock seeming to grow inside her. Then he was pulsing and filling her with his cum.

A loud groan sounded from him as he jerked into her. They both panted, breathless and overheated. He held her, keeping himself inside her and flipped them over for her to lie on top of him, her legs to either side of his hips.

“My little fox,” he murmured, kissing her sweaty forehead and pushing her hair away from her face. “You’re perfect. Absolutely, perfect.”

She gulped and sighed. “We can debate who the real perfect one here is, but I think I’m too relaxed to argue.” She kissed his neck and closed her eyes. “Thank you.”

“No, sweetheart. Thank you.”

She licked her lips. “The pleasure was all mine.”

He kissed her again. “Mine too.”