Page 149 of Stalkers Anonymous

“You’re so beautiful,” he says, eyes locked on mine as he moves inside me. “I can’t believe you’re mine.”

There’s a flicker of panic in his expression once he realizes what he’s said, but the possessiveness in his voice, combined with how fucking good his dick feels inside me right now, sends me spiraling into euphoria. My muscles clench around him as the pressure builds to an almost unbearable level. I grab his face between my hands, forcing him to look at me before he can backpedal. “I’m yours, Cole.”

“Fuck,” he hisses, hitting deeper with his next thrust.

“I’m close,” I moan, my back bowing off the bed.

Cole moves his hand between us, quickly finding my clit. He drags his thumb in fast, tight circles while continuing to pound into me. “Come for me. I want to feel you fall apart on my cock.”

His words are my undoing.

An orgasm wrecks me, my body convulsing with a flood of pleasure. I cry out his name as I come, my nails raking down his back while stars dance in my vision.

The feeling of me tightening around him has him following me, my name a whisper that could be a prayer from his lips as he comes, shuddering with release.

He collapses onto me, our bodies slick with sweat and still trembling through the aftershocks. Cole stays buried inside me for a moment longer, his forehead pressed against mine as we both struggle to catch our breath.

“Thank you,” he whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to my nose. “That was incredible.”

I give him a soft, contented smile. “It was.”

He’s gentle as he pulls out of me and takes care of the condom before rolling to his side and gathering me against his chest. His fingers trace lazy patterns on my bare shoulder, sending shivers down my spine. We lie like that for a few minutes before I feel him getting hard again.

I shift in his arms, moving to straddle his hips. His hands immediately find my waist, steadying me as I lean down to kiss him.

“Already?” I tease, grinding down against him experimentally.

His grip on my hips tightens, and his hazel eyes darken. “The most beautiful woman in the world is naked on top of me. What did you expect?”

“Mmm,” I hum, reaching into my nightstand for another condom. I roll it down his substantial length, glorying in every inch. We both groan as I sink down, taking him fully in one smooth motion. From this angle, he hits even deeper, and I have to pause for a moment to adjust.

“Fuck, you feel incredible,” he breathes, his hands roaming up to cup my breasts.

I begin to move, rolling my hips in a way that has us both panting. This position gives me control, and I use it to tease him, alternating between slow, languid movements and faster, more urgent ones that drive him wild.

Cole drops his hands to my hips again, but he lets me set the pace. I throw my head back, letting myself get lost in the feeling of riding him.

Another orgasm quickly builds as I grind in back-and-forth motions, using his body for friction against my clit while his dick fills me. I cup my own breasts, playing with my nipples as I explode around him, crying out as the pleasure takes over.

As soon as my orgasm begins to dissipate, he flips me onto my stomach, pinning me beneath him. I gasp as he pulls me up by my hips and thrusts back into me, driving himself as deep as he can.

“Mine,” he growls, his pace growing more demanding.

“Yours,” I moan, arching my back to meet his pace. “I’m yours, Cole.”

He fucks me relentlessly, pounding into me so hard I’m gasping for air. Sensation radiates from my pussy to the farthest tips of my fingers and toes, until all I can feel is Cole. My vision goes hazy, even as every other sensation—the soft sheets beneath me, Cole’s fingertips brushing my hair away from my neck, the toe-curling slide of his dick against my clit in this position—grows sharper.

The pressure coils tight in my belly as he thrusts, hitting me just right over and over.

“Touch yourself,” he commands, his voice muffled as he wraps his hand around my throat, bringing my body upright against his. “I want to watch you touch yourself as you come on my cock.”

I don’t hesitate. My hand slides between my legs, finding my swollen clit. I’m almost dizzy at how fucking good this feels, and I’m struggling to keep my body upright, but he holds me in place, never letting go.

“That’s it, baby,” he encourages me, his breath hot against my ear.

I shatter, my body trembling uncontrollably as jolts of pleasure course through me. My cries fill the room as I pulse around him.

He thrusts desperately, faster, as I teeter at the top of my climax. With a roar, Cole follows me over the edge, his hips bucking as he empties himself inside me once more.