Back Mated to Her Bully
Chapters (12)
  1. Prologue
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Epilogue

Lucas spun her around to face him and then, she captured his face, drawing him down to kiss his lips.

His hands were everywhere. The way he touched her ass, slid his hand up to cup her breast, and then down toward her pussy, touching her. The heat consumed her. She couldn’t think straight.

Reaching between them, she gripped his cock, wrapping her fingers around his length.

Lucas broke the kiss and she did no more than sink to her knees in front of him. With her gaze still on his, she took him into her mouth. She moaned, closing her eyes, taking him all the way to the back of her throat, then pulling up.

He wrapped his fingers in her hair, tightening his grip as he began to thrust in and out of her mouth.

She couldn’t resist looking at him again. He was tense, and as she teased over the tip of him with her tongue, he pulled out of her mouth and had her on her back on the sand. He pushed her legs apart and he removed his hand from her hair.

His tongue went to her pussy. He licked down her slit, going to her entrance, up to her clit then back down again.

She spread her thighs as wide as they could go, thrusting her pussy up to his face, wanting him. She gripped his hair, rubbing herself as he gripped her ass, holding her in place as he brought her closer to orgasm.

The moment she was on the pinnacle, she waited, desperate, hungry, and he rewarded her, throwing her over the edge. The orgasm was nothing like the ones she’d been giving herself. This was everything.

She screamed for more, and Lucas continued to lick at her pussy.

The fire still burned bright within her stomach. It wasn’t enough. She needed more.

Lucas pressed a kiss against her pussy, trailing his lips up toward her breasts.

“Fuck me,” she said.

He tensed up. “Mabel, I’m holding on here, but you can’t say shit like that.”

“I’m not saying it. I mean it. Please, Lucas. Right here, right now. Please.”

“You’re not going to regret this?”

She shook her head. “No. I want it. Please.” She nearly growled at him, but she didn’t have to as Lucas put the head of his cock at her entrance and slowly, achingly slowly, began to tease her.

She didn’t know if she could survive his torment, but it felt so good as he bumped her swollen clit. She was so wet and so ready for him. For every single part of him.

Wrapping her legs around him, she moaned her frustration until he moved down, and then he was poised at her entrance.