Page 33 of Down & Dirty: Reaper

“You know what’s making me uncomfortable? You having your head down there while talking to me. Reminds me of a gyno appointment.”

He almost choked on his own spit. “Goddamn, Vi. This is supposed to be a serious moment.”

She lifted her head with mischief in her eyes. “It is? Fine, then. Carry on.” She dropped her head back to the pillow and released a loud, dramatic sigh.

He “carried on” by not only continuing to tease her asshole, but by eating her pussy until that sigh was no longer fake. Until that soft sigh turned into a whimper. Until that whimper turned into her digging her short nails into his head and smashing her cunt into his nose.

She had to be on the verge of…

“Clay!” She bucked against him as her pussy convulsed around his tongue currently buried inside her as far as he could get it. Of course, it wasn’t very deep, but obviously, it was damn well effective.

His cock—pinned under his weight and against the mattress—was throbbing so badly, it seemed to have its own beating heart.

He rose to his knees and glanced down at the blissed-out woman who looked too damn good in his bed. “Need a second?” He smothered his cocky grin.

Her eyes opened, appearing unfocused. “Hell no.”

“Good,” he grunted and used her hips to put her right where he wanted her. After dropping down on all fours to cage her in, with a single thrust he slammed his cock into her. He fingered her clit, at the same time he rolled a nipple between his fingers.

He showed her no mercy with his cock and fingers. Soon, he’d add some teeth.

Her back arched and she slammed into him, wanting more.

Her legs automatically hugged his hips and her arms lassoed his neck, trying to pull him down to her.

But he set his jaw and resisted. Because he wanted to watch…

Her facial expressions.

Her eyelids flutter and her eyes roll back.

His cock slide in and out of what was the closest thing to Heaven.

Her rhythm matched his with the rise and fall of her hips.

Hell yeah. There was no denying it, they seemed to click and work together like a well-oiled machine. Both in and out of work.

After hiking her leg higher, he continued to drive hard and relentlessly until the tendons in his neck strained and his breathing became ragged.

Until he had a hard time keeping his own eyes open.

So he could watch her.

Under him.

Submitting to him.

Taking the full length of his cock and wanting more. Only, he had nothing more to give. He was giving her everything he had.

He kissed her thoroughly, before sinking his teeth into her bottom lip and tugging gently.

Then he moved down along her throat, nipping, kissing, and licking. Tonguing and sucking the delicate hollow of her throat before scraping his teeth along her collarbone.

And heading lower.

He sucked a nipple deep, sucking as hard as he could before scissoring his teeth on the very tip.

What sounded like a mix of a whimper and a groan filled his ears.