Ignite (The Disciples #4) - Cassandra Robbins Page 0,85

my tongue and cock can help.” I take two fingers, saturate them with the oil, and easily slide into her silken walls going deep and up straight for her G-spot.

“Fuck,” she screams, thrashing from side to side. Her eyes roll back as I fuck her with my fingers, and she takes it. Her body convulses, but she doesn’t grab my hand to stop and pushes her greedy cunt deeper.

“Yeah, that’s my girl. Come.” I pull my fingers out and lean over to suck on her tight rosy budded nipple. I suck and blow until she goes off again.

“What the fuck is happening?” she screams as I let the magic of the oil slide down my throat, numbing my tongue.

“Turn over, back on the pillow,” I grunt. Standing, I kick off my jeans, grab the bottle, and dump a large amount onto my cock.

“Watch,” I demand, jerking my cock hard. The oil instantly warms and my entire body, cells, and muscles come alive.

Climbing back onto the bed, I spread her legs. She pants yet clenches up.

“Antionette, just relax” My voice calming.

She moans as I rub her rosette hole. “It’s only… oh God.”

My thumb penetrates her, and I drip more lube going in and out of her tight, hot hole. “That’s it. Come for me, my love.” She does. Her ass grabs my thumb and pulses all over it. Lifting her up on all fours, I thrust into her warm, slick cunt and fuck her hard from behind. She screams in ecstasy. I pull out and as she collapses on her elbows, head down, I grab her ass with both hands and slowly ease my way in.

“Jesus Christ you’re tight.” The tip slides in and her ass grabs on and holds my cock as if her hot hole knows what’s coming.

“Relax. Let me make you see stars. This ass is mine.” She growls but stays still, and I go a little deeper, reaching around to rub her swollen clit. Slowly, I work my way inside her without losing my mind.

She chants about my cock and I close my eyes and let myself feel her, be with her as we go a little deeper. In and out, I slowly thrust, the oil rubbing into her skin, relaxing her. Either that or it’s all the orgasms. Her body lets go, and I’m able to penetrate through that ridge straight into fucking nirvana. Not moving, I give her a chance to adjust to me.

Untouched.

“Untouched and all mine.” I move slowly, letting her body direct me as I thrust in and out.

I’ve never fucked slow, never savored a person’s smell, taste, but I do with her.

“Fuck, Antoinette. So tight and hot,” I hiss. She moans and I feel everything she’s feeling.

“I’m close. So close,” I grunt, trying to make it last. Leaning in, I snake my hand down to her wet pussy. My fingers rub her clit until she screams and contracts, pulsing so hard her ass grabs ahold of my cock. I skydive straight into ecstasy, motherfucking heaven, as I jerk and fill her ass up with my cum.

“Fuck.” I pull out carefully, scoop her up, and take us into the shower.

ANTOINETTE

“Mitchell Axel Fontaine, if you try to touch me again…” I try to push him back. “Why?” I groan.

“Get up.” He slaps my ass and I almost scream. It’s got to be 6:00 a.m., maybe earlier.

“I told you we’re running this morning.” He turns on the light and I groan in protest.

“You need running shoes to do that. All I have are dance shoes,” I mumble and roll over, sinking my head and nose into his pillow. This is kind of my fault. I never should have teased him about being an old man.

Why, why do I do these things?

If I stay still, he’ll go to work like he always does. I can already hear his various phones vibrating.

“Cookie.” His voice is like music, prompting me to turn and look at him. He stands before me in black sweats, no shirt, and a box wrapped in happy birthday paper. I blink at him and sit up pushing the hair out of my eyes.

“How did you know?” I gasp. All of a sudden, I think back to the past few weeks. Did I tell him when my birthday was?

Like the mind reader he is, he answers for me. “No, you did not.” He sets the box on the bed.

Pulling the sheet up, I try to decide my next move. He either snooped or had someone