The Skull King_ Skull #1 - Penelope Sky Page 0,44

her pussy was nirvana until I met her tongue. Now I wondered if her asshole would be even better.

I’d find out soon enough.

When she finished cleaning off my dick, she stood up. Like a classy lady, she swiped the corners of her mouth with her tongue to make sure she got everything. Then she smacked her lips together. “Yummy.”

17

Cassini

Just because Balto exploded inside my mouth didn’t stop him from getting between my legs. He got me naked on his bed, my knees pinned against my rib cage, with his mouth buried inside my pussy. He ate my pussy like he’d been wanting to sink his tongue inside me all day long.

I lay back against his pillows and felt his tongue catapult me into a climax. It was an unexpected tug that forced me into pleasure, and my knees squeezed his skull as my hips bucked against him naturally. This man made me feel free, like I could be fucked over and over again as much as I wanted. He made me feel like a woman again, a woman so high on sex. I wasn’t ashamed of how much I enjoyed it, especially when he took even more pleasure in when I relished in it. “Balto…” I pressed my cunt against him as I finished, wanting him to taste me just as I tasted him.

He lifted his muscular frame up on his arms, his lips smeared with my arousal. All of his muscles were tight from holding his heavy weight, not to mention the adrenaline, arousal, and endorphins circling through his body. His body was as sexy as his face, as sexy as every inch of him.

He grabbed a condom from the drawer then rolled it onto his length.

I loved staring at his dick—so damn big. He made Lucian look like a boy, not that I cared if Lucian had a big dick or not. Even if he had, it wouldn’t make me want to fuck him. “Fuck me like this.” My hands shook because I needed Balto so much. I wanted him right on top of me, his lips hanging above mine as he rammed that impressive dick inside me. I wanted to smell him, to taste myself on his mouth.

With dark eyes, he moved between my legs and placed my ankles over his shoulders. He bent me at a deep angle, forcing the backs of my knees against his chest. His strong body kept my legs pinned against my front. I was a doll rolled up to his specific desires, and he would take me however he wanted.

He directed his length inside me and slowly sank in deep.

My nails dug into his muscular torso, feeling that big dick slide inside me with no resistance. That cock would never be able to fit inside so well if I weren’t so thoroughly wet. My panties had been soaked before I’d parked my car in his parking lot, and once he’d gone down on me for thirty minutes, my channel was so wet, soft, and tight. Now he got to enjoy it. “I love your dick…” I’d been with many men, but none of them had the moves Balto possessed. He didn’t just have the entire package—he was the entire package. I forgot about his mysterious persona because it seemed insignificant compared to all the wonderful things he did to me. I’d stopped caring about getting caught. I’d stopped caring about his dangerous Balto was. All I knew was being with this man was the only form of happiness in my life—and I wasn’t going to let it go.

“This is gourmet pussy right here…” He fucked me hard right from the beginning, my heels hanging over his shoulders. At this angle, he could drive me deep and hard into his mattress. His cock hit the perfect spot over and over, like ringing an invisible doorbell.

My toes curled in my heels and cramped as my pussy tightened around him once again. As if he hadn’t just made me come minutes ago with his mouth, my pussy exploded around him, soaking him with more arousal than I thought was possible. If I kept this up, I was going to be severely dehydrated. My nails clawed at his back as I finished, enjoying the best sex of my life. I pulled him deeper into me so I could come around his entire length, so I could squeeze him until he was bruised. “Balto…yes.” I loved whispering his name. I loved being with another man besides