The Scotch King (Scotch 1) - Page 22

But kissing her was just as good as all those other things.

There was something innately erotic about feeling our lips move together and our tongues graze across one another. Every time she took a breath, I sucked the air into my lungs, invigorated by her arousal. She’d seemed so plain when I first looked at her, but now, I found her to be the most erotic woman on the planet.

Her hands moved up my back and into my hair, her hips slowly grinding against me. She accepted my cock slowly, taking it in as she loosened up. She took my dick like a pro, as if the size and thickness didn’t cause her much pain.

But I knew it did.

My desire took full control, and I pounded into her with more force, my balls slapping against her ass with every thrust. Sweat trickled down my chest as I continued to kiss and fuck her.

Damn, I already wanted to come.

I deepened the angle and rubbed my pelvic bone against her clit, enjoying the wetness against my skin. I applied the right pressure, wanting her to come. I shouldn’t have cared about her pleasure, but the gentleman that I was, for the most part, wanted her to get the same experience I got. Besides, watching a woman come was just an extra turn on.

I continued to kiss her because I didn’t want to stop. Her mouth was just as intoxicating as her cunt. I could do this all night. I loved having this woman underneath me, enjoying every inch of my cock ramming into her.

Her hands moved to my forearms, where her grip tightened. Her lips stopped moving, and she panted into my mouth, her nipples hardening to the tips of diamonds. “Crewe…” She could have been faking it, pretending to feel the exquisite pleasure just to manipulate me. But when her pussy suddenly constricted, tightening around my shaft with surprising force, I knew it was genuine.

Then she rolled her head back and moaned. Her sigh of pleasure turned into a scream, one that would echo around the house and even reach the first floor. Shit, the rats in the basement could hear it. She pulled me deeper into her as the moans trailed away.

“You enjoy that, Lovely?”

“Yes…” Her lips moved with mine again, her moisture flooding my length. Her tongue darted into my mouth, thanking me for the climax I just gave her.

I pumped into her harder, wanting to release inside that tight little cunt. My balls slapped against her ass as I worked my hips, getting ready for the finale. I wanted my seed to sit inside her all night long, my presence still within her long after I was gone.

Her tits bounced as I fucked her. “I’m not on the pill right now…” She knew I was going to come, must have felt how tight my cock became inside her. “I want your come but…”

Hearing that confession made my spine coil. I wanted to dump everything inside her, mounds and mounds of my seed until she was full to the brim. But coming on her tits wouldn’t be so bad. They were gorgeous. And it would be fucked up to knock her up before I handed her over to Bones. Not very good etiquette.

I fucked her harder until I felt the orgasmic wave of release. I pulled out of her just in time to come on her stomach and tits, creating white pools. I shot out far and got it everywhere, hitting her right in her cleavage as well as the surrounding skin. The sight gave me a second wave of desire while admiring my handiwork.

I kissed her again even though the fun was over. I was satisfied by the beautiful woman underneath me, covered in my come. My tongue darted into her mouth again, and my hand returned to her hair. The kiss lasted for minutes just because it felt good. She knew how to work her mouth, how to move her tongue in all the right ways. I’d even go as far as saying she was the greatest kisser I’d ever had been with.

I got off her then returned to the top of the bed where the pillows were. I lay on the sheets with the comforter kicked back, letting my body cool off because it was still covered in sweat. Exhaustion crept into my bones now that the fun was over.

London cleaned up in the bathroom before she joined me in bed, lying beside me.

I didn’t open my eyes. “What are you doing?”

“Going to sleep,” she whispered, her back to me.

“Not in here. Go to your room.”

She didn’t move, the sheets pulled to her shoulder.

Now my eyes opened, irritation coursing down my spine. “What did I just say?”

“You’re really going to kick me out?”

I turned over, my mood souring. “Hooking up doesn’t change anything. I’m not going to sleep with you. I’m selling your ass to Bones tomorrow. If you thought I would actually care for you after a good lay, you’re an idiot.”

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