Page 68 of Wicked Truths
“At least it will be a happy and satisfying death.” Rhett kisses and lightly nips his way up my body.
“Shut up and kiss me.” I plead as he kisses my neck.
His lips crash into mine, tasting like paradise, and I can’t get enough. Our kisses are hard and fierce as our limbs tangle.
“I need you in me.” I mumble against his lips.
His lips press harder into mine, demanding them to part for him. I open up for him as our tongues immediately thrash against each other. He grips the back of my neck and takes control.
All sense of time gets swept away as our cares are strictly about pleasure.
After several lust-filled moments, he leans back and lines his cock up with my center. I involuntarily lick my lips as my gaze stays glued on his erection.
He’s girthy and longer than average.
How did I get so lucky?
The long vein on the side of his shaft bulges as if it knows I’m staring at it.
“Keep licking your lips like that and I’ll give you something to taste.” His voice is deep and gruff, like he’s barely holding onto his control.
I raise my eyebrows and drop my mouth open in a mock shock. “Is that supposed to be a punishment or a deterrent? Because there’s nothing that sounds better or hotter right now than to suck you into my mouth and feel your come drip down my throat.”
His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows, and his pupils dilate, letting me know just how much he enjoyed my dirty talk.
“I’ll remember that for later. Right now, I want to fuck you so good you can’t walk for hours.”
No more words are needed as I angle my hips and pull him closer to me, letting out a soft moan as his cock breaches my entrance.
He slowly and torturously buries himself inch byinch into my warmth. He sets a slow pace, stroking the fire burning inside me.
“Rhett, please. Faster.” I beg. “I need it hard and fast right now.”
He lifts my hips off the mattress and picks up the pace as his cock hits all the right spots. My walls clench down and hug every vein and curve. His pumps get faster and more erratic as we both edge closer to our peak.
His hips slam into mine over and over as his nails dig into my flesh. His cock strokes every nerve in my pussy with each thrust.
“So… close.” I mumble breathlessly.
He reaches between our bodies and circles my clit with his thumb as I soar over the edge of sanity into pure bliss.
My legs shake and stars burst behind my eyelids as another orgasm rocks through me.
He doesn’t give me time to come down from my high. Gripping my hips, he flips me over until I am resting on my hands and knees.
He smacks my ass and pulls me back until I’m pressed up against his cock. “You have such a perfect ass.”
I wiggle my ass against his erection, earning a low growl in response.
His hand trails up my spine, sending pleasure to my core. Chill bumps spread along my skin. My nipples pebble, then turn into stiff peaks.
He reaches around my body to tease my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. His fingers tightenaround my nipple until the pain is almost too much to bear, and then he slams into me.
“Ah, fuck!” I cry out as he fills me.
Rhett thrusts into me again and again as he moves his large hand up my chest and wraps it around my throat. The rough calluses scrape against my soft and sensitive skin.
The weight of his hand wrapped around my throat is thrilling and new. It makes every stroke feel a million times more pleasurable.