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On my tat.
The tattoo on my hip she felt up, her hand running down it, her fingers pressing into it. I couldn’t take it once she did that, all of that shit too much. I removed her from me, then brought her up to my mouth.
Big mistake. It was a fucking huge mistake kissing her. Her taste combined with mine maddened me.
It made me drunk.
I had her pants down, rolled down and off with her underwear.
The same went for her shirt.
The girl completely naked, I had her up on the sink before I thought better. She’d basically hopped up there herself, eager, ready. She let me strip her bare, then got up on that sink like that hadn’t been the position she was in the last time we’d fucked.
I couldn’t do it then, my cock out and hurting between us. I couldn’t fuck her in the same way I had before I’d shattered her. We’d fucked, then I’d had her clean up and move on like what we’d done had meant nothing.
When it meant everything.
I started to go for my pants and pull them up, but Red didn’t let me. Grabbing the back of my neck, she forced a kiss on me so hard I thought she’d fuse us together. She tasted me, slow nips to my mouth, and I groaned.
I’d thought this before, but I didn’t know this Red, her hands on my face, her mouth deepening the kiss. Next thing I knew, I was doing the same. I was right back with her, and once I was…
I guided myself inside her, Fawn widening her thick thighs. She had tats up her inner thighs too, lightly colored flowers disappearing when I entered her.
“Fuck…” I dragged the word over her mouth, the pair of us kissing outside of our mouths. We were all tongues, taste. My hips slapped her inner thighs with aggression. It was too much.
It hurt.
It hurt so fucking bad and worse than any physical pain. It hurt like someone was bleeding me out, then left me there in my own blood. Being inside this girl…
Loving her.
My hand caged her throat, the only thing I could do to hold on to my own emotions. I felt like I was being split apart even though I was the one who was fucking her.
“Don’t stop,” she commanded, hungry Red back, confident Red. She wrapped a leg around my hip, her mouth to my ear. “Fuck me like I’m yours.”
She was mine. She’d never stopped even if she believed that. I’d placed a claim on her a long time ago. I’d braced the back of her neck. “Fuck me like I’m yours.”
It was the only thing I could think to say that wouldn’t scare her. If she knew the truth about what she did to me.
That I never stopped being hers…
I came with the thoughts, my dick pumping heavy streams inside her. I didn’t even wait for her, and I knew she hadn’t come by the time I finished.
That didn’t stop me from getting on my knees.
I licked her cunt, my cum leaking out of her. I flicked her clit with a hurried tongue, taking her to the brink, and she didn’t last long. She cried out, her fingers fisting my hair. She ended up biting her arm to muffle the sounds, but I wasn’t quite sure that was enough. She very well might alert the house to what was going on in here like she’d threatened.
I found myself not giving a fuck at that moment and saying to hell with the consequences. I’d given up so much, but I wouldn’t give up this. Her orgasm was mine.
Mine.
I kept the word internal as her cream filled my mouth, as I sucked down her essence combined with mine. Her body twitched, satiated above me.
I stood once I knew she was done, wiping my mouth. I kissed her, then tugged her off the sink. She’d voiced thoughts about someone sleeping in here, and she was about to make it to my bed.
I took her into the empty whirlpool with me, kissing her and making her wrap her legs around me. We were nothing but sheets and each other, and I wasn’t letting her go. I knew I would, but right now, I wasn’t. I was about to make this last for however long I could.
Which meant I was saying to hell with everything again.
