Chapter 329
Chapter 329
Chapter 187: On My Terms
Third Person POV
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Reese’s breath came in sharp bursts, his dick twitching beneath her, pre–cum leaking through the towel. “You’re a fucking tease,‘ he snarled, his hands sliding up to squeeze her breasts through the thin fabric. Ilis thumbs found her nipples, rolling them between his fingers until she cried out, her back arching.
The effect of that action was electric. Lizzie could have sworn she wasn’t the one moaning so loud.
But she didn’t stop. She rode him harder, her nails raking down his hard chest, her mouth finding his again in a messy, desperate kiss. His hands were everywhere–gripping her ass, squeezing her tits, his fingers pinching her nipples until she whimpered into his mouth, completely overwhelmed with blinding pleasure.
With a growl, he flipped her onto her back, his body covering hers, his dick pressing heavily against her thigh. His lips never left hers as his hands yanked at the neckline of her nightgown, tugging it down until her breasts spilled free.
The cool air hit her nipples, making them tighten further and Lizzie hissed. But Reese didn’t let her adjust. His mouth was on her in an instant, his tongue swirling around one stiff peak before his lips closed around it, sucking hard.
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To her, it felt like something burst inside her at that moment. The feeling of his mouth on her could only be described as ‘heavenly‘. She’d
never felt anything like that before. Never experienced being naked in front of a man before. But in that moment, she knew she picked the
right guy.
“Oh–fuck-” Lizzie ‘s hands flew to his hair, her fingers tangling in the damp strands as she held him to her chest. His free hand kneaded her other breast, his thumb and forefinger rolling her nipple between them, the pleasure–pain making her hips buck beneath him.
Reese switched to her other breast, his teeth grazing her sensitive flesh before soothing it with his tongue. Lizzie was a mess beneath him, her thighs trembling, her pussy aching, empty and desperate. Lizzie was certain that this was bliss.
She reached for his towel in the heat of the moment, her fingers clawing at the fabric. But he caught her wrist, pinning it above her head.
“Not yet,” he murmured against her skin, his breath hot. His dick throbbed against her thigh, the damp towel doing nothing to hide how hard he was, how much he wanted her.
Lizzie whined, her hips lifting off the bed in search of friction. “Reese, off. Now p>
He chuckled darkly, his lips trailing up her chest, her neck, until his mouth was by her ear. “Since when do you give orders? ”
She turned her head, capturing his lips in another searing kiss. Her free hand gripped his hip, momentarily distracting him.
Then, with a sudden twist, she flipped them, straddling him once more, this time with his back flat against the bed. Her fingers wrapped
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around his throat to keep him steady as she straddled him.
Reese’s eyes widened in surprise. But before he could react further, her hands were on his towel, ripping it away.
The towel landed discarded on a corner of the room. “Now we’re even.” Lizzie said, eyes determined. Her fingers are still holding him in place. “I’m not the only one who gets naked p>
Reese was stunned.
His dick sprang free, thick and heavy, the veins standing out along the shaft, the head flushed dark with arousal. Lizzie’s breath hitched, her pussy clenching at the sight.
She had felt him before–but seeing him like this, fully exposed and heated beneath her, his dick twitching as pre–cum beaded at the tip, sent a fresh wave of heat through her.
Reese’s hands shot out, gripping her waist, but she batted them away quickly. Instead her free hand curiously wrapped around his dick behind her, still watching his expression. He groaned, his head falling back as she stroked him slowly, her thumb swiping over the slick
crown.
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Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.