Game of Thrones (Amica and Deckard) novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91

Amica

He returns it, and 1 slowly climb on top of him as he wraps his arms around me, holding me tightly against him. I can feel the hardness of his cock as I settle onto his lap–I know he wants me.

The wind blows my hair from behind as Deckard runs his hands through it.

Our eyes meet in the midst of the passion, and it feels as if we’re reading each other’s minds. His golden eyes, glow by the moonlight, lock onto mine, and I find myself slowly biting my lower lip at the thought of having his full length inside me.

I want to ride him like he’s mine, and the smoldering silence between us tells him the same.

He slides down the sleeve of my dress, his lips trailing from my neck to my chest. His hands work their way up my thighs, pulling my dress higher, until his fingers find my ass, kneading it like dough, sending sensation of pleasure through my body.

His tongue teases my nipple, I feel the heat pooling between my legs, the wetness growing as the ocean mist sprinkles over our bodies like a light shower. But all I want is Deckard–his cock, his touch, his everything.

I slowly grind against him, feeling the hardness beneath me as his hands roam over my body, exploring, claiming.

A soft moan escapes me, my hips moving on their own, desperate for more–desperate to take all of him.

My fingers find its way down between us, pressing against his length, stroking him through the fabric.

“Do you want me?” His voice is deep, rough, impossible to ignore

Inod, my breath fastening.

“How much he asks, his grip tightening as his hand wraps around my throat, making my pulse race.

“Very much…” I whisper, my voice trembling with need.

His eyes lock onto mine before his lips crash against mine in a kiss so deep, so hungry, it steals the air from my lungs.

“Show me…” he whispers against my ear.

And at this point, I lose all control.

I’m soaked, aching for him. My hands fumble with his belt, but Deckard helps me, both of us moving like we’re in a rush- like we can’t get to each other fast enough. His cock springs free, thick, hard, and perfect, standing tall as if begging to be buried inside me.

Lifting my hips, I adjust my position while Deckard grips my parties and rips them off with a singlemotion. The sound sends a shiver through me, my body already craving him. Then, lowly, he pushes his cock inside me.

I gasp as I feel the stretch by the way his cock fills me completely But before I can make another sound, he captures my lips in a deep, hungry kiss, swallowing my moans as I begin to move

I ride him slowly at first, rolling my hips, feeling every inch of him inside me. My body unable to hold back. Deckard leans back slightly, watching me, his golden eyes dark with desire, fixated on the way my breasts bounce with every nowement.

The friction is unbearable, I can feel my clit rubbing on him making me so wet and it is sending my body off to the land of pleasure.

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The ocean water moves in harmony with us, waves crashing gently against the shore, adding to the rhythm of our passion. It doesn’t disturb us–it only makes this moment feel perfect,

“That’s my Luna,” Deckard whispers, his breath hot against my son..

“You’re so beautiful…” His voice is thick with desire, and before I can respond, he flips me over, pressing my back against the cool, wet sand. He hovers above me, his golden eyes burning with desire

“I want to see your face when I make you come.”

And then he thrusts into me, deep and relentless. His cock stretches me, fills me, as he pounds into me with an intensity that makes

es my toes curl

“Oh yes, Deckard-“My voice is a broken moan,

The waves crash harder, I hear Deckard groan, his sounds mixing with mine as the saltwater licks at our bodies, heightening every sensation. The walls oof my pussy around him, gripping his cock him tighter with every thrust.

“Oh, you feel so good, my love,” he grunts, his pace didn’t slow.

I can’t form words–I’m too lost, too close

“I’m gonna cum so hard,” I pant, nails digging into his back as he drives into me, deep and perfect.

“Oh, you’re gonna make me cum-“His voice is strained, desperate. And then his lips crash into mine, his tongue find its way into my mouth, kissing me deeply as his body jerk; I felt the same way, too, the pleasure ripping through both of us at

“Ah fuck!” I exclaimed as I felt the gush of my hot cum spilling against his groin while he pour into me uncontrollably and pull himself out of me, collapsing on the sand just like me

The water crashes over us in a massive wave, drenching our bodies completely. Deckard pulls me up from the sand, his grip *firm yet gentle

“I won’t let the waves take my Luna!” he jokes, as he lifts me effortlessly into his arms. I laugh, wrapping my arms around his neck as he carries me toward the beach house, where it’s just the two of us–no distractions, no interruptions

By the time we step into the room, Deckard’s cock is already standing tall again, hard and eager. And to be honest? I’m not against it. If anything, I want him even more I wanted to taste it

The moment he places me on the bed, I reach for him, wrapping my fingers around his thick length. He stands before me. watching, as I lean in and take him into my mouth, tasting the sit on it first, which is the perfect seasoning to this raw meat.

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Chapter 91

The ocean water moves in harmony with us, waves crashing gently against the shore, adding to the rhythm of our passion. It doesn’t disturb us–it only makes this moment feel perfect.

“That’s

my Luna,” Deckard whispers, his breath hot against my skin.