cherries—and teased them with my teeth. Her warm silky thighs puckered under my roaming hands. I reached her cunt, and her need to be touched drenched my finger.
“Penelope,” I rasped.
“Blake,” she returned with a sigh as she opened her legs wider. I buried my head under the covers and found her inflamed and hot. She tasted different. She was always arousing, but there was a new flavor that probably had something to do with anxiety. I ravished her until she poured everything out, and the bitter musky flavor turned sweet and creamy.
I entered her with my finger. “You feel exquisite. I’m dying to be inside of you,” I whispered.
Placing the head of my cock between her folds, I penetrated her in one hungry thrust.
Her lips parted and a moan issued forth.
“I want you on top.” Holding her, I swung her around.
Her hair was out and wild. Her tits bounced up and down. Her supple pelvis thrusted like a dancer possessed, taking all of me, until I couldn’t hold my release any further. Her lips parted, releasing a tormented sigh, which was followed by my own jaw-clenching growl.
The climb to the summit had been excruciatingly mind-blowing. Had I died after that release I would have left with a smile. But I needed more of her. I’d become greedy. The more we fucked, the more I craved Penelope.
“I love you,” I gasped, pouring out everything I had, which was more than just sperm.
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PENELOPE
WE WERE BACK AT Mayfair, and after pouring himself another shot of whisky, Blake said, “I hate how I’ve dragged you into this ugly world of mine.”
“I’m stronger than you think.” I took a sip of my G&T. “I lost count of the times I found my mother unconscious, my heart in my mouth while I searched for a pulse.”
Pity touched his eyes. “Oh, Penny. That’s awful.”
“I’m not looking for sympathy. I just need you to know that I’m fine. I’m more worried about you.”
He slumped into a brocaded armchair and stretched out his long legs. “If you’re well, I’m well.” His smile splashed some much-needed warmth over me. “For a while there, I thought you’d leave me. I wouldn’t have blamed you. Only…” He took a breath.
“Only?”
“It would have broken me.” His mouth lifted at one end, as though he was admitting to weakness.
“I’m not going anywhere, Mr. Sinclair,” I said, trying to make light of an intense moment. Then I grew serious. “I’m too deeply involved with you.” I sat on his lap and placed my arm around him. A sad smile made his handsome face beautiful. I wanted to stroke him as a mother would, only I felt his hardness under my thigh, and he reverted to being that sexy, hot-blooded male I’d become greedy for.
“We have no control over our family,” I said.
“No. The only control we have over our past is to hide from it.”
“Or keep it secretly locked away.” I was referring to his sexual history—a subject Blake evaded.
“There’s only ever been you, Penny. Remember that.” His eyes softened, and the makings of a smile touched his lips. Lifting me up, he carried me over to the bed.
“I need to see you naked. Take off your top, and play with your tits for me.”
Smirking, I tilted my head. “Are we going to get dirty?”
He unzipped his trousers and dropped them. His strong athletic legs and that large bulge tenting from briefs aroused a burning swell of desire.
“Yes.” He lowered his briefs.
I unclasped my bra, and his eyes hooded. I played with my breasts, giggling. It still felt a little awkward, but it aroused me nevertheless, especially when Blake touched his inflamed penis.
“Is this working?” I asked.
“You have no idea how hot you are. Remove your panties, and open your legs for me.”
His bossy tone and heavy breathing registered straight to my pussy.
“Keep touching yourself,” he said.
I did as I was told and stroked my throbbing clit.
He licked his lips. “Fuck yourself with your finger. Slowly.”
While he fondled my breasts, I entered myself. An aching burn sizzled through me as he sucked my nipples. I released my muscles, and a warm, toe-curling wave flooded me.
“Your face looks beautiful when you come,” he murmured.
I took his hard, veiny dick in my hand and licked my lips. I lowered myself and placed the wet head in my mouth, moving my lips slowly up and down his shaft. He groaned as my tongue flicked over his creamy head.
“I’m going to come pretty quickly,” he warned, breathing