Page 139 of Bridesmaid By Chance
“Pretend, Sloane. Now with one taste, one thrust, I’d never be able to stop. I’d own your cunt. I’d claim it as mine, no one else’s.”
The vibrations send chills down my spine, my body starting to reach its apex.
“I want your cock. Give me your cock.”
“No,” he snaps. “But you will have my cum.”
He sits up, pulls his cock out of his briefs—his long, thick cock that’s pulsing for attention—and starts stroking himself. He sits on his knees, hovering over me as one hand returns to my neck and the other pleasures himself.
“That’s it, you fucking filthy girl, fuck yourself. Let me hear you finish.”
“Fuck,” I gasp. “Touch me.”
“No. Touch yourself.”
Frustrated, I flip my shirt up to my neck, exposing my breasts to him and catch the absolute torture as he stares down at me, at my rock-hard nipples.
“Jesus fuck,” he says as he wets his lips, his hand loosening on my neck.
“Touch them, Hudson. I know you want to.”
He swallows, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
“Pinch my nipples. The minute you do, I’m coming. Anything, Hudson. Please, anything.”
“No,” he says with such control that it makes me nuts. I drop the vibrator, lift up, and remove the shirt completely, leaving me totally exposed to him. I spread my legs and start shooting the vibrator in and out.
“I need your giant cock. I need you to give me what I need. Show me you’ll be my best fuck ever. I know you will, but show me.”
“Make yourself come, god dammit,” he says, his breath losing control has he continues to stroke himself, now faster. “Fuck yourself…now, Sloane.”
He’s close—I can see it in his posture, in his tense muscles, in the veins rippling in his neck.
“Fuck,” he shouts and then moves his cock closer to my mouth. I raise up only slightly and then when his eyes are shut, I drag my tongue over the tip.
His eyes blink open, his hand stops, and the look of utter torture falls over his expression.
“Delicious,” I say.
Anger rolls through him, and he pins me down again by the neck, brings his cock right up to my mouth, and then starts pumping again. He stiffens and then starts coming as he shouts profanities.
“Motherfucker, take this cum. Take it.”
His cum falls into my mouth and around my neck, and it’s the most delicious and thrilling thing that’s ever happened to me. It’s so freakingerotic watching him come undone that in a matter of seconds, I’m shaking, convulsing, and calling out his name as I finish as well.
When I’m done, I turn off the vibrator and lie there, marked as his.Again.
And just like the night before, he presses his lips to my ear and growls, “Mine.”
Chapter Twenty
HUDSON
“Sloane, breakfast,” I say as I finish rolling the cart into the dining room area. I set our food on the table, and I’m about to call her again when she comes waltzing into the dining room completely and utterly naked.
Fuck.
Me.
