Page 117 of The Wildest One

Good fucking choice.

I rotated my hand around the back, using some of the wetness from her pussy to coat my skin, and when she was on her way down to grind against my dick, my finger was there.

Waiting.

Ready.

And it skated right in, filling her ass the same way my dick was filling her pussy.

“Beck!” She immediately tightened around my shaft, and that ass—it was wet, and it was fucking needy.

“Are you ready to come?”

Her scream was her answer, and it was even louder than I’d anticipated.

With her body bucking against mine, both of her spots brimming with pressure and friction, it only took a few lunges before the tingles were setting into my balls.

“Jolie,” I hissed, “you’re going to fucking get it.”

“I want it!”

The speed and power I’d been reserving for this moment took over, my finger moving just as fast as my dick. And with eachstroke, she was drawing me that much closer, pulling the cum toward my tip.

“That’s it.” My mouth was now behind her ear. “That’s fucking it.”

She was shouting my name, sucking in air, only to yell it again.

Those sounds, the feel of her, the desire that was burning through her and into me—I couldn’t hold off.

Her hips rocked up and down, giving me exactly what I needed, and I fucking lost it.

“Fuck! Me,” I roared, each movement causing the cum to shoot from my tip, our stomachs shuddering. “Jolie!”

She finally reached her peak and was on her way down, and after burying my dick a few more times, I joined her, emptied and still. Following some heavy breaths, I gently pulled out my finger, but I left my dick in, and I wrapped both arms around her.

“I feel half dead,” she panted.

I chuckled. “A shower will fix that.”

“I can’t believe I was doing everything to stop this from happening.” She rested her head in the crook of my neck. “I wanted this more than you can even understand. But I avoided it because I knew what would happen.”

I kissed her hair. “What would happen?”

“The second I gave in, I’d have to admit, to you and myself, how much I truly care about you.”

I let out a deep groan of approval.

She was giving me everything I wanted.

But there was a time to have that talk, and it wasn’t now.

“Let’s save that conversation for the morning.”

“What do you plan on doing with me until then?”

My teeth went to her neck, and I gave it a tender bite. “You mean, what Iamgoing to do to you, which is make sure you don’t leave this bed.”

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