Whipped by Jenika Snow

Author:Jenika Snow [Snow, Jenika]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jenika Snow
Published: 2019-07-26T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Max

I leaned down again and started running my tongue up the side of her throat. The very thought of finally claiming her had a thrill moving through me. I took a step back, just staring at her. And as I looked at her, I couldn’t help but feel like I was about to devour her until nothing was left.

And God, I wanted that.

No matter what, no matter where we were right now, I didn’t want this to stop. I didn’t want her to stop this, even though she deserved something better than me fucking her in a kitchen on a stainless steel table.

But this felt too right and good to ignore.

“I want this,” she whispered, and I held off from groaning.

I started undoing the button on my pants, my cock throbbing, hard, and so damn thick all I could think about was being buried inside her. “I want this too, baby. So fucking badly.” I slowly brought the zipper down, the sound seeming obscenely loud. “Right now, right here, is all that matters.” And when she nodded, I nearly lost my shit right then.

I pushed my pants off, taking my boxer briefs with them until my cock sprang free. The fucker had been demanding to be let out, needing to be buried deep in her pussy.

“You want this?” I asked in a dark, commanding tone and grabbed my dick, stroking myself, because right now, I couldn’t help myself as I stared at her bared pussy, at how pink and wet it was. I tasted her on my lips and tongue. I was drunk on her.

She licked her lips and nodded. “Yes.” Zara lowered her gaze down to my dick, and I watched her eyes widen.

I moved my palm up to my cockhead, squeezed the tip for a second, and let out a gust of breath, the pressure feeling incredible. I moved closer. “All I can think about is taking you until you can’t walk straight tomorrow.” I looked down the length of her body, stopping when I got to the area between her thighs. “But you deserve so much better than a kitchen to give yourself over to me, Zara.” I looked at her face once more. “If you don’t want this, baby, then tell me now.”

“I want this.” Those words came out of her instantly.

I groaned, closed my eyes for a second, and then started stroking myself a little harder, a little faster. I watched as her breathing accelerated when I took another step forward until I was right in front of her.

“Take the dress off, baby,” I grunted, staring at her tits, the material of her dress so damn tight I swore I could see the outline of her nipples and areolas. “Let me see all of you.” I didn’t stop the way my words sounded dominant and deep. She reached to her side and lowered the zipper of her dress, revealing her creamy curves, making my heart race and my cock jerk.

And then my patience was lost and I all but tore it off her.

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