Page 18 of Scream For Me


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“Uh,” she moans on all fours as she takes everything I have to give.

I lean forward and thrust with my gluteus and not my hips allowing me to feel her back against my chest as my hand comes up and massages her throat.

My finger finds her mouth and she hungrily takes it again, sucking on it from the front as I fuck her from behind.

The scene is too much and I’m about to lose it already.

She does that to me. She just gets inside me and possesses every part of me, as she should.

It might not seem healthy, but it’s an obsession that I’m absolutely addicted to. Something that makes me feel more alive than anything.

But I won’t finish in this position. No fucking way.

I grab her hips again and flip her right over onto her back.

“Uh,” she moans at the gymnastics routine I’m seemingly putting her through.

“I want to look in your eyes while I fill you with my seed. I want to see what I do to you when I claim you.”

“Yes,” she says.

“But I’m going to c…come…”

Hearing her say the words pushes me over the edge. I thrust three more times in under a second and then feel my balls pull up as her pussy clamps down on my dick with a vice grip as I erupt like a dormant volcano inside her, throwing my hot gift everywhere inside her as I feel her cover my rod in a warmth of her own.

“Oh fuck, baby,” I say just before a second round hits me and then another aftershock and another as her pussy milks me bone dry.

I feel another tremble from her and she tries to open her mouth to make a sound but nothing comes out as she shutters again.

And just like that I fall flat on top of her unable to catch myself or even think of lifting myself up right now.

I feel my chest heaving on top of hers and I can’t tell who’s having a tougher time catching their breath.

“What just happened?” she says and then suddenly starts giggling, which makes me swell with pride.

“You’ve been claimed, woman. Forever.”

She taps me on the nose with her finger. “Are you able to get up and get me a glass of water?” she asks.

“Can you give me a second? I need to catch my breath.”

“Good, I didn’t want it anyways.”

“Huh? Why did you ask then?”

“Just to confirm what I already knew.”

“Which is?”

“That you’ve been claimed too.”

Chapter Nineteen

Bishop

“Let me get rid of everybody,” I say to Penelope after I finish getting dressed after our bedroom behavior got steamy in the shower.

“You sure you don’t want to show your face a bit more?” she asks.

I take her face in my hands. “The only face I want to see is yours,” I say and I give her a soft, intimate kiss and feel my cock spring back to life immediately…again.

“Okay,” she says softly as I step out of my bedroom and into the living room.

I inhale deep ready to whistle and get started with my, “Listen up, you’ve got five minutes to clear out of here,” speech, but just before I get the whistle out a huge pink fluffy rabbit jumps right in front of me.

“Bishop!”

I’m still a little bit out of it after the mind blowing sex we just had, the proposal, and my desire to go right back in there but this time to really make love to her. To explore every inch of her body as we explore a deeper connection physically as well as mentally.

“Hey?” I say wondering who in the hell this is. I don’t immediately recognize the voice.

“I almost forgot, but I saw your postcard invitation on the fridge and I grabbed this costume yesterday and came down right after I got off work today.”

Oh shit.

“Hey Peter. Glad you could make it, bro,” I say…to Penelope’s dad.

“Thanks man. First time I’ve been down to your new spot. You gonna give me the tour?”

This isn’t getting any better.

“Yeah, sure, but there are a lot of people here right now. What’s up with your costume?” I ask trying to change the subject and probably being way too obvious about it.

“I’m a Rabbit Raider. Get it?”

“A what?”

“A Rabbit Raider. From the game Fortnite. You know man. Surely you’ve played it.”

“That’s some sort of video game?”

“Yeah. Those things are bigger than actual real sports now. ESPN even put a gamer on their cover last month for the first time.”

“Video gaming is considered a sport?” I literally scratch my head.

“Yeah. An e-sport.”

“Man if you can smoke a cigarette or eat Cheetos while you do it it doesn’t qualify as a sport. I thought that was a known rule. That’s why golf isn’t a sport either. Neither is bowling.”

“Golf’s a sport.”

“Golf’s a leisure activity, not that I would know much about it. Never played. And I haven’t played a video game since I was…I don’t know. Maybe twelve.”

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