Two Can Play (Celeste and Dominic) novel Chapter 84

Chapter 84

JULIAN

I slid my cock between her breasts. The feeling of her soft flesh wrapped around my shaft was incredible. She reached up and pressed her breasts together with her hands, creating a tight tunnel for

me to fuck.

I thrust. Slow at first, watching my cock disappear between her tits and reappear, the head glistening with her saliva and my pre-cum.

“Spit on them,” she said.

I leaned forward and spit onto her chest. The glob of saliva landed on her nipple and slid down. She rubbed it into her skin with her thumb.

“Do it again.”

I spat again. This time onto the top of her breasts, letting it run down into the valley between them. She spread it with her fingers, lubing herself up.

“Now fuck them,” she said. “Fuck my tits.”

I did. I grabbed her shoulders and fucked her breasts, my cock sliding through the slick channel of her cleavage. She leaned down and licked the head every time it appeared, her tongue flicking across the tip, tasting herself on me.

“I want to taste you,” she said. “Come on my face.”

“Not yet,” I told her.

I pushed her onto the bed. She landed on her back, legs hanging off the edge. I spread her thighs apart.

Her pussy was bare. Shaved clean. Pink and wet and glistening. Her lips were swollen, slick with arousal, and I could see her clit peeking out from its hood, red and hard and ready.

I leaned down and licked her.

Her back arched. “Fuck!”

I licked her from bottom to top, my tongue flat against her slit, collecting her wetness. She tasted sweet and musky. I circled her clit with the tip of my tongue, watching her hips buck against my face.

“Your mouth,” she gasped. “Don’t stop.”

I didn’t. I ate her like I was starving. My tongue pushed inside her, fucking her open, tasting her from the inside. She gripped my hair and pulled me deeper, her thighs closing around my head.

I brought my fingers to her mouth. She sucked them. Wet them. I pulled them out and pushed two fingers into her pussy. She was tight and hot. Her walls clenched around my fingers as I pumped them

in and out.

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“Like that,” she moaned. “Fuck me with your fingers.”

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I added a third finger. Stretched her. Watched her pussy swallow my fingers, her wetness dripping down my hand.

“Now fuck me,” she said. “Please. Put your cock in me.”

I stood up. Positioned myself between her legs. Grabbed my cock and slapped it against her pussy.

Once. Twice. Let the head catch on her entrance.

“Please,” she begged.

I pushed in.

She was so fucking tight. Her pussy gripped me like a fist, her walls squeezing, clenching, refusing to let go. I pushed deeper, inch by inch, until I was fully inside her.

“Fuck,” I breathed.

“Move,” she said. “Move.”

I did.

I fucked her hard. Fast. My hips slapping against hers, the sound of wet skin filling the room. She moaned with every thrust, her head thrown back, her tits bouncing with the rhythm.

“Harder,” she said.

I grabbed her hips and pounded into her. Fucking her like I meant it. Like I wanted to break her. My cock slid in and out of her wet heat, each thrust deeper than the last, hitting something inside her that made

her gasp.

“Right there,” she moaned. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”

I didn’t.

I leaned forward, wrapped my hand around her throat and squeezed. Just enough to feel her pulse under my fingers.

“Look at me,” I said.

She opened her eyes.

“Whose pussy is this?”

“Yours,” she gasped. “It’s yours.”

“Say it again.”

“Yours. All yours.”

I let go of her throat and flipped her over.

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