The Scotch King (Scotch 1) - Page 47

Her breathing increased, and a tint flushed her skin. Her nipples hardened, and her chest reddened from arousal. She could do what I asked and pretend to enjoy it, but she couldn’t force her body to react that way.

She enjoyed every second of it.

And she enjoyed how much pleasure I got out of it.

“On your back. Ass over the edge of the bed.” I slammed my glass down and nearly shattered it, my excitement getting the best of me.

When she pulled her fingers away, I caught the stickiness that stretched before it broke apart.

Jesus Christ.

She moved to her back on the edge of the bed with her knees pulled to her chest.

I positioned myself in front of her and placed her feet against my chest, looking down at her like I owned her. With my eyes trained on her, I unbuttoned my shirt and yanked it off. Once her feet touched my bare chest, I moaned. My hands moved for my slacks next and got them undone. I pulled them down, along with my boxers, anxious to get my cock inside of her. I knew how wet that pussy was. I’d been in there once before.

I grabbed her hips and adjusted her underneath me, lining her up perfectly to take my nine inches. “Lovely.”

Her hands snaked to my wrists, locking around them like usual. “Yes, sir?”

I closed my eyes and breathed through the pleasure, loving her complete obedience. She was so sexy it was actually torture. “Tell me to eat you out.” I knew she liked it last time I did it, and frankly, I fucking loved it. Her pussy was so sweet I could eat it all day.

Instead of a flash of hesitance, her eyes lit up with excitement. She covered it up instantly, but she wasn’t quick enough to hide it completely. “Eat my pussy, Crewe.”

I leaned over her body and fisted her hair before I gave her a soft kiss. My tongue transferred some scotch to her mouth, the amber liquid moving across both of our tongues. I breathed into her mouth as I felt her perky tits press against my chest. Now that I had her mouth, I didn’t want to pull away. She was an incredible kisser. “Yes, Lovely.” I broke our kiss and moved to my knees on the hardwood floor. I threw her legs over my shoulders and devoured her, sucking her clit into my mouth and tasting her perfect sweetness.

She was quiet at first, but eventually, she couldn’t hide her pleasure. She moaned from the bed and her hands dug into my hair. Her back arched, and she shifted her hips, giving my mouth access to everything.

I could do this all night, and I was tempted to beat off while I continued to lick and kiss her. Her pussy was a slit of heaven, and I wanted to taste her for lunch and dinner. But my cock was anxious to be inside her, to stretch apart that tight pussy.

I sucked her clit hard into my mouth before I rose to my full height. My arms gripped her by the back of the knees, and I stretched her wide apart. The tip of my cock found her entrance all on its own. I felt the moisture with the head of my cock without even pushing inside.

She wanted this as much as I did.

“Lovely, tell me to fuck you.”

Her hands moved to my wrists again. “Fuck me, Crewe.” Her lips were swollen from where I kissed her, and her nipples were still hard like diamonds. Her grip around my wrists tightened in anticipation.

I shoved my cock inside her, sliding through the moisture and the tightness. I sunk deep, feeling her walls tighten around me in reaction. Her body slowly acclimated to me, trying to adjust so she could take in every inch of my long length.

She felt as amazing as last time.

I rocked into her slowly, moaning in the back of my throat as I claimed the woman underneath me. When she first came into my captivity, I found her unremarkable. But now, I thought she was exceptional, the kind of woman I never thought I’d have the honor of meeting until she walked into my life. I’d never bended so hard for someone, went back on my word, or lessened a punishment out of compassion.

She did strange things to me.

My hands left her knees and moved to her tits. I cupped them both as I slowly rocked into her, sliding in and out of her utter perfection. My cock loved being buried inside her just like this. He never wanted to leave.

Her tits were even more perfect. So round and firm. My thumbs brushed over her nipples, flicking the pebbled skin harshly. My eyes locked on hers as I gave her my full length over and over. I could feel her moisture seep down the base of my cock and to my balls as they tapped against her ass. I didn’t need to wet myself at all before I entered her.

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