Page 110 of Ruthless Sin
She rides me.
Slow at first. Then faster.
She’s wet. The sound carries every time she moves on me.
The grip of her.
“Fuck,” I say through my teeth. “You feel so fucking good.”
She leans forward. The chain swings. Hits my chest.
Her mouth finds mine.
She kisses me while she rides me and I’m not going to last long like this.
Mid-thrust, I roll us.
She makes a sound.
I move slow. Asking with my hands on her hips.
She nods into my mouth.
I roll us onto our sides. My front to her back. My hand under her thigh, lifting. I’m inside her from behind in the half-turned position that lets me see her face.
She makes a sound.
Bigger than the first night. Bigger than the night I put my mouth on her for the first time. Full-throated. The room holds the sound.
I move.
“Take it,tesoro.”
She arches.
I thrust deeper.
“That’s it. Just like that.”
She’s wet around me, gripping me tight, and every thrust forces another sound out of her throat.
I move us again.
On her back. Me above her. My weight braced on my forearms an inch from her face. The chain at her throat at the base of my own throat.
“Tell me you’re mine,” I say.
It comes out before I can stop it. The worst thing I’ve asked anyone for in my life.
She doesn’t answer with a word.
Her body answers. Tightens around me at the question.
I groan.
I move.
She comes.
