Chapter 89
Madison
With a swift motion, he pulled his fingers out and lifted me up, pushing me against the wall. My legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, and he captured my lips in another searing kiss, more intense than before.
His huge cock pressed against my pussy through our clothes, the friction driving me wild. My hands tangled in his hair as he carried me through the penthouse hallway, every step making me more aware of the ache building between my thighs.
“Mr. Knight,” I murmured between kisses, “Are you sure you can walk straight like this?”
“Worried I’ll drop you?”
The thought crossed my mind as his grip tightened on my ass. But he moved with surprising steadiness despite the alcohol and our precarious position.
The front door loomed ahead, and I wondered if he’d managed to open it without losing his balance or making us both crash to the ground. Somehow, he maneuvered us through the entrance without faltering, kicking the door shut behind him.
Inside the penthouse, he pushed me against another wall, his lips trailing down my neck to my collarbone. “You’re such a good girl for me,” he whispered on my skin, making me shiver.
My hands roamed over his broad shoulders and down his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt. He shifted slightly, grinding his erection against my pussy in a way that made me gasp.
“I need you,” he growled into my ear. “Right now.”
He yanked at my blouse, buttons flying in all directions as it fell open to reveal my lace bra. His eyes darkened with lust as he took in the sight of my breasts straining against the delicate fabric.
“Fuck,” he muttered before capturing one nipple in his mouth through the lace. The sensation sent a jolt of pleasure straight to
my core.
“Mr. Knight,” I gasped, arching into his touch as his other hand slid beneath my skirt to cup my ass.
“Say it again,” he demanded, releasing my nipple with a pop before moving to the other one.
“Mr. Knight,” I moaned louder this time, feeling his cock twitch against me in response.
His hand slipped under my panties again, fingers finding their way inside me with ease. I clenched around him as he began pumping them in and out, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through me.
“I love how your pussy responds to me,” he said with a smirk, adding another finger and curling them just right.
I couldn’t hold back any longer; I cried out as he continued fucking me with his fingers while sucking on my nipples through the lace. The pleasure was too intense, each thrust of his fingers driving me closer to the edge.
“Fuck,” I gasped, my hands gripping his shoulders as he pulled away from my breast with a satisfied smirk.
“Let’s move this to the living room,” he growled, easily carrying me down the hallway. His strength always amazed me, particularly when he was dominant and in control.
We reached the living room, and he dropped me onto the plush couch, his eyes dark with desire. My skirt was bunched around my waist, and my blouse hung open, exposing my lace–covered breasts.
His gaze roamed over my body, taking in every inch of exposed skin. His eyes lingered on my lace–covered breasts, then traveled down to where my skirt had ridden up around my hips. He looked like a predator ready to pounce.
With a swift motion, he grabbed the waistband of my panties and yanked them hard, the delicate fabric tearing with a satisfying
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“Hey! Those were new!” I protested, though my body betrayed me by arching into his touch.
“I can buy you more.” His smirk was wicked. He knew damn well he’d already bought these for me during our recent shopping
spree.
Before I could protest, he slapped my pussy, the sharp sting making me gasp. “Fuck!” My body jolted at the sensation, a mix of pain and pleasure that left me breathless.
He didn’t give me time to recover before his hand came down again, harder this time. The wet sound echoed in the room as he parted my legs wider, his eyes dark with lust.
His mouth descended between my thighs, and I felt his tongue swipe over my swollen clit. The contrast between the rough slaps and the soft licks made my head spin. “Mr. Knight…” I moaned, my hands gripping the couch cushions.
He growled against my pussy, the vibration sending shockwaves through my body. His tongue flicked over my clit in quick, teasing motions before diving into my wetness. The electric sensation made me arch my back and push against his face.
“Fuck, you’re delicious.” He lapped at me eagerly, his hands gripping my hips to hold me in place. His tongue explored every inch of my pussy, each stroke driving me closer to the edge.
I could feel his hot breath on my skin as he alternated between licking and sucking on my clit. The pleasure built rapidly, my legs trembling as he pushed me higher and higher.
“Mr. Knight,” I gasped again, unable to form coherent thoughts as his mouth worked its magic on me. He didn’t stop, didn’t slow down. If anything, his intensity increased, pushing me toward an inevitable climax.
His tongue circled my clit with precision before plunging deep inside me again. My hands flew to his hair, tangling in the strands as I rode his face shamelessly.
“You taste so fucking good,” he growled against my pussy before sucking hard on my clit. That was it; I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I cried out as the orgasm hit me like a freight train, waves of pleasure crashing through my body. My vision blurred as I trembled uncontrollably beneath him.
He didn’t let up even as I came down from the high, continuing to lick and suck until I was a quivering mess on the couch. ” Fuck… Mr. Knight…” I panted, trying to catch my breath.
He finally pulled away, wiping his mouth with his hand and grinning at me. “You look so beautiful when you come.” His voice was husky with desire.
I tried to catch my breath, my body still trembling from the intensity of my orgasm. But he wasn’t done with me yet.
“Get on your knees,” he commanded, his eyes dark with lust.
Thesitated briefly, then slowly slid off the couch and knelt before him. The hardwood floor was cold against my knees, but the anticipation of what was coming next sent a thrill through me.
His hands went to his belt, unbuckling it with a practiced ease. I watched as he undid his pants, pulling them down just enough to free his cock. It sprang forward, hard and thick, the sight making my mouth water.
“Open your mouth,” he instructed, and I obeyed without question.
His hand tangled in my hair, guiding me closer until the tip of his cock brushed against my lips.
I parted them willingly, taking him into my mouth inch by inch. He groaned as I swirled my tongue around the head, tasting the salty precum that leaked from it.
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“Fuck, Madison,” he muttered, tightening his grip on my hair as I took him deeper. “You’re so good at this.”
I moaned around his cock, the vibration making him curse under his breath. I hollowed my cheeks and sucked harder, bobbing my head up and down in a steady rhythm.
His hips began to move, thrusting gently at first but quickly gaining intensity. His cock slid in and out of my mouth, hitting the back of my throat with each thrust. My gag reflex kicked in a few times, but I fought it down, determined to please him.
“Look at you,” he said between gritted teeth. “Taking my cock so well.”
His words spurred me on, and I reached up to grip the base of his shaft with one hand while the other cupped his balls. I massaged them gently, feeling their weight in my palm as I continued sucking him off.
He groaned loudly, his fingers tightening in my hair almost painfully as he fucked my mouth with increasing urgency. “Shit… just like that.”
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.
