Page 93 of Beautiful Killer

Gripping it, I moved to the side of the bed and climbed on beside her then dropped to my back. “Climb on, Sunshine, want to watch you ride me, darlin’.”

She did as I asked, lifting up, sliding over to me, and climbing on. I ab curled so I was sitting up and lifted my hands to her hair, pulling it free so it tumbled over her shoulders. My hands slid down to her tits and I reached around, unhooking her bra and tugging it down her arms. I didn’t want to miss a damn thing. Even if seeing her like this, bare, hair wild, breasts heavy, belly rounded, nearly did me in—even if seeing her like this made me want to sell my soul just so I could give her everything her heart desired. I cupped her lush breasts and leaned in, finally taking her mouth, kissing her deep and slow, savoring her taste, the moans she fed me, her needy whimpers as I lightly massaged her nipples.

She tore her mouth away. “Oh God, I need you . . . now.”

“Take me, Sunshine,” I grated out. “Take whatever you need.”

Her eyes were wide with excitement as her hands went to my chest and she pushed me back into the mattress. I lifted my head, watching her reach down and grip my cock, position me at her opening, and take me inside. Now it was my turn to fucking arch and moan. Jesus, it’d been too long since I had her. Too long since I felt her slick heat squeezing me, since I’d seen the look on her face when she took all of me and I stretched her nice and wide.

Her nails dug into my chest, and she bit her lip on a whimper. “Oh God.”

Nothing felt as good as she did in that moment. Nothing would ever feel that good. I slid my hands up her thighs, to her hips. “Need you to move, darlin’.”

Her nails dug deep and she rolled her hips. We both groaned.

“That’s it, Sunny.” I lifted my hips to meet hers and my eyes rolled back in my goddamn head. “Fuck, woman, I’m not going to last long the way that pussy is clamping down on me.”

“I’m close,” she said on a gasp. “I’m already close.”

Looking up at her lush body, that wild blond hair, her flushed face and dark full lips, I was already here with her, but with those needy words, I snapped. “Ride me, Sunshine, nice and hard,” I gritted out.

She did as I asked and I slammed up, meeting every roll and grind of her hips, forcing her cries higher, getting her pussy to clamp down harder. Then she clawed at my chest and screamed, fucking dropping down on me while she ground her hips, completely lost to it, to the pleasure she was taking from me. I gripped her hips tighter, turned my face into her neck, her hair, and thrust deep, stayed planted there, while I pumped her full of everything I had, spent myself in every way I could.

I gave it all to Sunny in that moment, all I had to give, and I’d never regret one second of it. Not one.