Letting her clit audibly pop out of my mouth as I trail my way back up her body, running my lips over her skin, yet continue to work my fingers into her.
She gasps as my tongue runs along her neck.
“You are so fucking wound up.” I groan into her ear. “Your pussy is so fucking wet.” I position the tip of my dick to rub against her clit with each minuscule movement.
“Fuck.” She whimpers out.
“What?” I ask her, toying with her, pitching her nipple and making her squirm underneath me, trying to press harder against my cock to relive the pressure. “What is it?”
“Fuck me.” Her eyes widen, begging me. “You were fucking right, okay?” She screams. “I swear to god, if you don’t fuck me right now. I’m going to go out and find whoever is the first—”
I shut her up by slamming myself inside of her and she groans out. Her pussy is already clenching, choking my cock. Her reaction to me does exactly what I thought it would. It fuels my fucking ego. I feel like a fucking god with her wrapped around me, the way her body reacts to mine. The way her eyes lock on mine. There’s just something about this fucking girl that gets to me. I’ve only seen her again for a few days but I can already feel her burring herself into me.
And I think somewhere deep down I know I shouldn’t have brought her here. I know that I should have just pried that toll prick’s hands off of her and taken her home. Seen that she was safe, it would have been enough to satisfy my mind, but my selfish side… well, he’s the one who took her home. He’s the one who invited her here. He’s the one that’s going to end up hurting this girl who is way too fucking good for him. He’s the one who’s obsessed with being buried as far inside of her as is possible. He hasn’t been out in so long though, that I forgot what he looks like.
I think he may have left when she did.
Maybe that’s why I’ll always protect her, because she’s that reminder of who I used to be. Who I was before I had to become this person. Who I have to force back and to hide behind the walls of my subconscious.
“Zane.” Her whimpering my name brings me out of my thoughts as her back arches off of the bed. “Ah, fuck.” She groans. Reaching down, her nails digging their way into the flesh on my ass, pulling me into her further.
Her eyes roll back into her head before I can feel the convulsions start around me. Her groans come out with vibrations as her hand clenches against my flesh harder. I’m positive that I’m going to have at the minimum red marks, but most likely scratches that are at least giving droplets of blood.
The stinging of her nails only fuels me, slamming into her faster, watching the building of her.
Suddenly she goes silent. The liquid that comes up spraying me surprises me at first, and I can’t help but pause as I look down at her in complete awe, watching the complete euphoria, making her not give a shit about anything,
“Did you just squirt on me?” I gasp. Feeling even more like a god as her eyes widen with the realization of what happened and her entire face reddens as she tries to push herself up the bed, away from me. “No, you don’t.” I grip onto her thighs, pulling her back towards me, holding her in place as she tries to cover her face.
Slamming back into her harder this time, and reaching up, gripping onto her arms and pulling them away from her face and onto the bed, framing her face, forcing her to look at me. “Look at me.” I raise my voice and her eyes widen. Thrusting into as I demand her. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever fucking seen.” Slamming into her with each word. “Goddamn. Tatum. I was right.” I groan, smirking down at her as I continue to move inside of her.
“What’s?” She pauses as a moan eludes her. “Was that?”
“You inflate my fucking ego.” I can feel her tightening around me again, squeezing her eyes shut. Her body convulses once again and my eyes widen as I look down at her pussy, just waiting to watch it, not wanting to miss a second of it. Her entire body tenses around me as I continue to slam inside of her.
“That’s fucking right, psycho.” I groan to her, watching her body moving underneath me. “Let go. I want to see how much you’ve got. Fucking cover me.”
Her eyes open as she looks at me again as I feel her humming all around me and spraying me once again. My eyes rolling back into my head as I lose myself inside of her.
Finally stilling, I lean over her and smirk. She again tries to hide herself behind her own hands.
“Oh my god, that’s so fucking embarrassing.”
“Stop it.” I can’t help but laugh out, pulling her hands from her face. “Seriously, that was the hottest fucking thing.”
“You trying to tell me you’ve never had a girl do that before?”
“I mean, yeah, I have, but it wasn’t the same.”
“How was it not the same?”
“Because I didn’t want them to…” I tell her, looking down.
“Watch out there, fuccboi. That sounds like something awfully close to feelings.”
“I told you last time.” I can’t help but laugh. “We fuck really well together, and it’s as simple as that.” I can’t help but laugh again. “Although, now I kind of just want to keep edging you, so that happens more.”
“Fuck that.” She laughs out.
