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HANS: Alliance Series Book Four(73)

Author:S.J. Tilly

Maybe this level of fixation is dangerous, but it’s exactly what I need. Because I know he craves me. I know, because I can see it in his heaving chest, that he likes the way my stomach looks when I lean back on my elbows.

I am his addiction.

And I’ve never felt more desired.

Standing at the foot of the bed, Hans starts to lower his last piece of clothing.

The base of his dick is the first thing revealed.

Thick, surrounded by golden hair, I want to wrap my fingers around it.

Doing exactly what I want to do, Hans reaches into his boxer briefs and grips his length.

I watch him stroke himself once, then he pushes his boxers the rest of the way off.

My breathing increases as I take in all of him.

He’s so freaking good looking I feel like I’m in a porno.

His hand squeezes at the base of his cock.

I know I’ve had that inside me. But I’m honestly not sure how.

Hans strokes his cock. Long, slow movements, and I can’t look away from the tip as it starts to glisten.

He lifts one knee onto the bed, then the other, until he’s kneeling at my feet. But his hand never stops moving.

“Spread your legs, Little Girl.”

My eyes nearly roll back.

Jesus help me.

I’ve been wet since he called me that in the lobby.

When I don’t move quickly enough, Hans leans forward. “Now.”

I drop my knees open.

Hans lets out a rumble as he drops forward. His hands land on the mattress on either side of my hips, then he lowers his face and drags his tongue up my entire slit.

I drop onto my back and moan.

My hips lift, following the sensation, but he’s already crawling up my body.

“Brats don’t get eaten out.” Hans uses his knees to push my legs wider.

I reach up and cling to his shoulders. “What do they get?”

He reaches down between us, and I feel the head of his cock pushing at my entrance. “They get fucked. Hard.”

Hans slams his hips forward, cramming his cock inside me.

CHAPTER 76

Hans

Cassandra cries out as she stretches around me.

Her pussy is so wet it’s dripping onto my balls.

Her fingers claw into my back.

And her needy whimpers skitter across my skin.

I lower onto my left elbow, hooking my forearm beneath her neck and gripping her opposite shoulder, keeping her in place.

I draw my hips back, then I shove them forward. Giving her my entire length.

With my right arm, I reach down and hook her knee over my elbow, spreading her wide.

Another thrust, and she arches her back, gasping when I hit even deeper.

Our mouths meet, and I can still taste the candy on her tongue.

I roll my hips as I lick between her lips.

And every time I shove my cock inside her, she makes a sound. Moaning and mewling at the intrusion.

“Do you get it now?” I growl as her perfect body bounces beneath me. “You’re all I see, Cassandra.”

She rolls her hips to meet mine.

“The only fucking woman I want.”

She’s getting wetter with each thrust.

I tighten my hold on her shoulder and rock my hips deeper. “That’s it, Little Girl. Let me in.”

Her body tenses.

“You like that?” I’m practically panting. My heart is fucking racing.

I have my Cassandra, here, in the light.

She wraps her arms around my neck. “I love being your little girl.”

“Fuck.” I press my lips to hers. Our breaths combining as one. “You’re so good.” I lick into her mouth. “So perfect. My Cassandra.”

When I pull back, she stares up at me. Eyes shining. “My Hans.”

My cock starts to leak.

“My everything.”

I release her leg and slide my hand between our bodies.

“You only get wet for me.” My fingers slip across her clit. “I’m the only one who gets to touch you.”

The heat around my cock starts to clench.

“That’s it, Little Girl.” I rub quicker circles as my hips thrust harder. “Tell me what I want to hear, and you can come.”

“Only you.” She slides her hands up into my hair, tugging it, holding my head close to hers.

I groan.

“Only you can touch me,” she promises.

I’m right there. Almost over the edge. But I need her to say the rest. “And?”

Cassandra lowers a hand between us, and I feel her fingers next to mine, swiping through her slickness, brushing against the base of my cock.

“And.” She lifts her fingers to my lips. “I only get wet for Daddy.”

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