Page 36 of Crashing into Love


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After calling the police and giving them a statement, we returned to the apartment, ready to collapse into each other. My hands were all over her in the elevator, smoothing up her thighs, squeezing onto her hips as I ground my manhood against her ass, letting her feel just how hungry I am for her.

I can’t take it anymore. I can’t wait.

My seed throbs in my overfull balls, pulsing and roaring, telling me to charge in there and claim her.

I need to slip inside of her and bury myself deep, push until I feel her pink needy channel tighten around my shaft, as her womb takes all I have, beckoning forth as much of my seed as she can possibly take.

I stride forward and throw the door to the bathroom open, pausing to stare at the shape of her behind the clouded glass. It highlights her curviness, her voluptuous shape.

My cock is so hard I can’t even think, a solid length of bursting need, precome leaking out of my engorged helm as I stalk across the room. She whimpers as I pull the shower door open, my eyes taking her in.

Fuck.

Dripping wet and naked, beads of water sliding down her made-to-be-fucked body, clinging to her hard nipples and sliding down her thighs the same way her cream did when I licked her eager pussy.

She stares, wide-eyed, as I step into the shower, step into the flowing water, not giving a damn that I’m still wearing my suit, my shoes.

“Did you really think I could wait out there?” I snarl, sliding my hands around her hips and down to her full naked ass. “Did you really think I was that strong?”

She gasps as I crash my lips against hers, pushing firmly against her, burying my greedy hands in her ass, and driving forward with my hips so she can feel how ready I am.

Her hands come up slowly, gripping onto my shoulders, as though she’s not quite sure she’s ready yet.

But I can’t stop now. The animal inside of me is howling, roaring for her.

Our tongues clash as the water streams around us, soaking into my suit, my shirt, dripping down my skin. But I don’t give a damn, not as I feel the nervousness in her tongue, the way she pauses unsure if any second she’s going to try and stop us.

But she can’t.

She feels the same lust blazing through her that thunders through me, taking possession of her body.

“You’re all wet,” she whimpers, breaking off the kiss and staring up at me with the most beautifully innocent eyes.

“You better be too,” I smirk, bantering.

She giggles and slaps at my chest. “Do you think, maybe, you could take your clothes off too?”

I chuckle at the shy quiver in her voice, as though I’m going to tell her no, as though I’m going to tell her I don’t want to be naked with her.

Instead, I step back and shrug off my suit jacket, never breaking eye contact with her, staring at her gorgeous nakedness. She’s too damn hot with the water dripping down her skin, making it shiny and alluring, making it everything I always dreamed she’d be.

“Touch yourself while I get undressed,” I snap. “Make that virgin pussy nice and wet for me.”

“Okay,” she moans, sliding her hand over her belly, toward her sex. “But only if you make that virgin dick hard for me.”

I can tell the words are difficult for her to speak, to push past her shyness, but she does it bravely, alluring sassiness quivering in her voice. I snarl like the beast I am when her fingers come to rest against her sex, plucking at her pussy, rubbing up and down against her clit.

Undressing quickly – tearing off my shirt so the buttons pop, yanking my belt free, kicking off my shoes – I step forward naked. My cock is hard and throbbing, pointing almost directly straight up with the desire inside me.

She gasps as she stares down at it, her fingers toying with her pussy all the while. “You’re so big.”

“Fucking feel how big I am,” I snap, unable to stop myself now.

I reach forward and grab onto her wrist, guiding her free hand to my cock. She wraps her palm around me, heaven-hot from the shower water which cascades over us both, and starts to pump her hand up and down, from my base to tip.

Gloriously hot sensation dances up and down my length, making my balls feel heavier, swollen with pleasure. I can’t believe how perfect it feels, her hand squeezing tightly around my shaft, slipping up and down slickly.

“That’s it,” I snarl. “Keep jerking that dick. Fucking show me how badly you want it.”

“So big,” she whimpers. “You’re...you’re huge.”

“You’re close,” I growl, reaching down toward her sex and driving my palm against it.

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