Page 88 of His Addiction


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“Give me a sec…” He pulled out, dug a condom packet out of the bag, ripped it open and rolled onto his dick, half pissed that there was a barrier now.

“Jamie…” she panted.

“Right here, love,”

Holding her in place, he fisted the base of his dick and lined it up with her pussy before sliding in deep. Her body trembled, the friction fast and rough, her pulse thrumming beneath his fingers.

“I’m gonna?—”

“Not yet,” he ordered, his nostrils flaring as he slowed the pace. “I want to hear you beg for it first.”

“Please, Jamie,” she moaned, her voice thick. “Please, let me come.”

He stilled, enjoying the power he had over her.

“You’re not ready yet,” he said with a soft chuckle, pulling out. “I want you wetter…begging harder. Tell me how badly you need my dick to move inside this tight little cunt of yours.”

“Badly,” she whimpered, her voice trembling. “So…badly.”

He leaned down, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered, “That’s it. Such a dirty girl for me.”

After a controlled breath, he drove back in, harder than before, pounding in and out while she cried out.

“You feel so fucking good, I’m so damn close, too.”

“Please…”

“Squeeze my dick… fuck…squeeze your pussy on my dick,” he gritted out. “We come together…and it’s gonna be so fucking good when we do.”

Stroke after stroke she whimpered and pushed back into him, hungry and groaning.

“You can hear how wet you are…I’m gonna come so hard…are you ready?”

“Yes.”

“I’ll count you down. Wait for my command.”

Shannon nodded, her thighs trembling when he slid out and slammed in deeper. Every muscle in his body tightened, his body hot and aching.

“Five,” he started, his voice thick. “Four… Three...”

He dragged the countdown out, his hand gripping her hip tighter with each number. She whimpered, desperate for release, her body begging for it.

“When we get there, you’re gonna milk the cum from my dick…” He panted, the base of his spine tingling. “Two…”

“Are you ready, love?” He grunted. “You’ve been holding it for so long. You’ve been so good.”

“God… Yes….”

“Now,” he commanded. “Come for me.”

The moment he gave the word, Jamie’s control snapped, and he buried himself deep inside her, his balls lifting and cum flooding the condom.

They both held onto each other, panting, riding out the aftermath of their release together. It was a perfect, synchronised moment of control and surrender.

Leaning over the top of her as she shook, he whispered, “Are you okay?”

“Uh-huh…”