Page 24 of Sole Survivor


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“Fuck the coffee. I’ll clean it up later.”

He spreads my legs wide and groans at the sight of my pussy. “So, fucking pretty. I want to take a picture and have it blown up for my office, so when I’m bored as fuck during conference calls, I can pull my cock out and make myself come, imagining I’m coming all over you.”

“Fuck,” I gasp, rearing up as he thrusts two fingers inside me.

“You like the idea of that, don’t you? Tell me you want to feel my cum all over your pussy.”

I could deny it, but he can see the proof of my arousal, so I say nothing.

“Fuck yes, my dirty girl likes that.”

As his fingers thrust inside me faster, he uses his thumb to circle my clit. He doesn’t apply enough pressure to make me come, just enough to bring me to the edge, making my legs shake and my heart pound in my chest.

When his mouth closes over my clit, and he sucks hard, I buck my hips and come with a strangled scream. He drinks me down with a snarl, lapping at me like a rabid dog who would tear anyone apart who tried to stop him.

My skin tingles, and I feel all worked up again by the time he finishes.

When he steps back and shoves his sweatpants down his legs, revealing his thick, hard cock, I gulp, not sure I can handle anymore. I’m still tender from last night, and now, after seeing him in the light of day, I understand why.

He rubs the crown of his cock over my pussy, sliding it back and forth until it’s slick with my juices. Only then does he stop and change the angle. He presses inside me a little before looking into my eyes and holding my stare.

“Your pussy’s so hot, it’s burning me.”

“Do we always fuck without protection?” I have to ask because I have no clue how or where we are in our relationship.

He thrusts into me hard.

“Oh yeah, you love feeling my cum inside you.”

My wariness must show on my face.

“I told you, we’re both clean, and neither of us has been with anyone else since we started dating,” he tells me with another thrust.

He’s angry. I don’t know why until I catch the look on his face. There is some hurt mingled in there, too. His thrusts become harder, his grip tighter. I keep forgetting that I’m not the only one suffering from the attack.

I reach up and slip my fingers into his hair, offering him a little comfort as he fucks me so hard that I’d slide right off the counter if it weren’t for the tight hold he has on me.

Leaning over me, he bites down on one of my nipples, making me scream, the sharp bite of pain pushing me closer to my release.

I scratch my nails down his back and feel him pulse inside me as he reaches between us and pinches my clit hard. I cry out and come, squeezing him tightly as he eases out of me and cums all over my pussy.

I’m so exhausted I feel like a wet noddle, but Valen still looks as fresh as a daisy.

Asshole.

Using his fingers, he plays with his cum, pushing it inside me and using it as lubrication to circle my swollen clit.

“You really shouldn’t play with your food,” I tell him. He looks up at me with a grin, so satisfied that if I were wearing panties, I’m sure they would have just caught fire.

A phone rings from somewhere in the room, making him sigh.

“I can’t catch a fucking break,” he mutters. Walking over to the other side of the kitchen, he grabs the roll of paper towels.

He reluctantly cleans me up before helping me off the counter. “I need to work, but you can stay.”

I shake my head. “I should get back.” I don’t mention that I need a little space to collect my thoughts.

“Alright. I washed and dried your clothes. I’ll grab them for you before I jump in the shower. Then I’ll take you home. Are you going to answer the phone I give you when I call?”

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