Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187: 187-About To Penetrate My Pussy

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At one point, I was afraid the head would slip inside my asshole.

Instead, he rubbed it along the surface two or three times.

After filling my ear with ragged breaths, he eased his cock forward.

Then he positioned his cock between my thighs.

He drew my upper leg back, making sure I was lying fully on my side.

My thighs were pressed tightly together, with his shaft nestled securely between their soft curves.

"I don’t want to fuck you like this," he whispered into my ear. "But what can I do? The moment I came between your thighs, my dick came alive."

He pushed his cock between my thighs, making me almost let out a scream from the shock of it.

His shaft was pressed tightly between my thighs, brushing against my pussy.

Then he slowly pulled his cock back out before pushing it between my thighs again.

The head of his cock parted the soft folds of my thighs as it slid between them.

At the same time, he pressed hard against my pussy again, making it feel as though something much larger was forcing its way through the space between my thighs and into my pussy.

His cock brushed against my pussy as it slid forward, then back again.

He continued the motion while shifting the position of his hands.

He wrapped his arms around my upper body so that one arm slipped beneath me, his hand kneading one of my breasts while resting against the other.

His other hand traveled lower until it reached my pussy.

One of his fingers found my clit, and he began rubbing it in small, rapid motions.

My body started to move against his.

Soft yelps escaped my lips as he breathed heavily against my ear, licking it and planting gentle kisses along it.

Whenever he kissed my ear, the sound was so loud and intimate that it drowned out even the sound of my own heartbeat.

My body moved as though I were being fucked in the most animalistic way.

And somehow, I was enjoying every second of it.

Not once did I want him to stop.

I reached one hand behind my back, and he suddenly froze.

The moment my hand touched his thigh, all of his movements stopped.

Then, very slowly and meticulously, he pulled his cock out from between my thighs.

That was when I slid my hand over it.

I slowly wrapped my hand around his shaft behind my back.

At the same time, his finger pressed even more firmly against my clit.

He continued rubbing me as I slowly stroked his shaft, letting him thrust into my hand while our bodies moved together in the same steady rhythm.

With every movement we made, the bed creaked beneath us.

His heavy breathing was right against my ear.

Then I slowly turned my face, and our lips met.

He slipped his tongue into my mouth, and I began to suck on it.

He groaned with every slow stroke against my pussy.

I steadied myself, taking deep, heavy breaths.

His free hand groped my breast, as though preparing me for something that would take everything to the next level.

"You know," he whispered into my ear, "I’ve fucked–umm you in a million different ways in my dreams."

He mumbled the words as he slowly pressed the head of his cock against my entrance.

"Ahh!" I bit my bottom lip, closed my eyes, and answered him with nothing but a soft moan.

"Every time you stood in front of me, I couldn’t picture you with your clothes on. In my mind, you were always completely naked. Ehh–mumm—but I never imagined your body would be this beautiful in real life," he whispered before licking my cheek and slowly beginning to push the head of his cock into my pussy.

A sharp burning sensation spread through my pussy as it stretched for the first time.

However, just as I thought the head of his cock was finally about to slip inside me, his phone started to ring.

I wasn’t sure when it had fallen beside the pillow.

I guessed that when he’d taken off his clothes, he’d tossed his phone aside, and it had landed right next to me.

My fingers loosened their grip on the sheet, and I reached for the phone.

He continued rubbing the head of his cock in slow circles around my entrance while I stared at the incoming call.

Theodore.

"Come on, put it down. I’ll call him later," he whispered into my ear.

But at that moment, it felt as though I had finally snapped out of the haze I’d been trapped in all day.

Especially when an incoming text lit up the screen.