Page 27 of Legacy
Chapter Twelve
Legacy
The sight of her filled my vision. Her auburn hair fell down between her shoulder blades as she let her head fall back, but her hips never stopped rolling. Half bouncing and half deliciously rubbing her swollen little clit against me. It didn’t matter to me how she fucked me. All that mattered was that she did, because any move she made felt like heaven.
“Oh God.” A few minutes of her body working over mine and she was already coming apart. Her body trembled, her breathing becoming more and more laboured. Every movement of her body over mine was becoming more and more jerky. She was chasing the pleasure, galloping after the rush and the ultimate sweet oblivion it would give her.
“Slow.” Gritting my teeth against my growing pleasure, I caught hold of her hips, guiding her movements, slowing her down. She was in so much of a rush to chase her high, but I wanted this to last forever.
Kate was in my bed.
Riding me in nothing but my cut. Like she belonged to me.
She did belong to me. I had always wanted that. I just hadn't wanted to admit it to anyone. When she had been married to Paul, I’d kept my attraction and feelings to myself. But they had been there, buried deep down, never to be seen again, or so I had thought.
Having her on my dick was everything I’d fantasised about, but never quite believed could happen.
But it was happening.
My eyes locked on her bouncing breasts. The creamy flesh seemed to beg for my hands to be on them. Her perky nipples begged for my tongue and mouth to lap and suck at them.
There wasn’t one part of Kate that I didn’t want my mouth on.
“Slow down,” I ground out. My grip on her hips forced her down onto me. I jerked upwards with small, repetitive thrusts.
Kate’s eyelashes fluttered. “I need…”
“There’s no rush, Kate.” I smiled to myself. I knew what she needed. One look at her face and I knew, and if that wasn’t enough, her body gave her away. She fluttered and twitched around me, gripping me and letting me go in a beautiful, rhythmic way. It was almost enough to make me spill my seed inside of her.
Almost, but not quite.
“I know what you need.” I let my fingers trace the skin of her thighs, skimming them upwards until I found her clit. She squealed as I pressed down on it. “But this isn’t a race. I’ll get you there,” I promised. “But only if you slow down,” I chuckled. “Otherwise, I’m gonna bust a nut in you in the next few minutes.” I thrust up, filling her totally again.
She whimpered something that sounded like my name. Her fingernails scraped against my chest.
God, I loved the way my name fell from her pretty lips.
Reaching out, I brushed my fingers against her lips. “Taste yourself, Kate.”
She opened her mouth for me, letting me slide one slick finger against her tongue. The feeling of her sucking her juices from my finger made my balls draw up tight. Her mouth was wet and warm.
Perfect, just like the rest of her.
How would those plump, pouty lips feel wrapped around my cock?
I almost pulled out of her body to find out. Almost.
“I want your mouth around my dick, Kate.” Wrapping my arm around her waist, I sat upright, lodging my body fully into hers.
Her eyes widened. Her lips parted in a happy little sigh.
“But not now.” As much as I wanted her on her knees in front of me, looking up at me with those wide eyes as I filled her throat with my cock. I wanted this more.
There was plenty of time for all the other stuff later on. And there would be a later for us. This wasn’t going to be a one-time deal. It couldn’t be.
“I’m so close.” Kate rocked her body against mine, grinding hard.
Grinning, I pushed my cut off her shoulder. Biting down on her flesh, I continued to push into her with agonising slowness.
