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Snarling, I ram her while she whimpers, her body shaking underneath mine, her thighs shuddering like they’re in the middle of a storm. I’m stretching her, molding her body to get it to submit to me. She’ll be counting only on me from now on. When she’s distressed, she’s gonna come to me and ask for a good, thorough fuck, same as when she’s sad or excited. She will always only be coming to me. Clinging to my shoulders, she lets out frantic little moans and sweat glistens on her skin, making me slide on her but she’s not easing.
It’s too intense.
She’s wrapped too tightly around me, spurring me on and I need to go harder but I can’t or I’ll split her in two. Looking down at her, I notice her pressed lips, the redness of her face and inwardly I let out a curse. Rolling over, I grab the bars of the bed to stop myself from lunging at her. My shaft furiously protests, the pressure making me see everything in a haze and when she looks at me beneath her lashes as if wondering why I backed I rasp,
“No need to look at me with those eyes. Already feel depraved enough.”
“Why?” she whispers and my eyes meet hers, violence meeting virtuousness.
“Cause I need to fuck you harder than you can handle....”
10.
Porsha
I gulp.
“Sch,” I whisper softly, petting his chest and his hands around the bars harden. “If you’re worried we have time, so much time ahead of us. There’s no rush...”
“No rush?” he growls, his eyes firing so violently that I go weak. “If only you know how hard it is to hold back...,” his teeth clench, a muscle in his jaw bulging and he lets out another curse. “I’m not leaving this house without claiming you. Get up.”
He squeezes his eyes, waiting for me to climb on top what might as well be a mountain and when I hesitate, his whole body does such an extreme shudder that the bed shakes under us and I startle, grabbing a blanket and I pull it to my chest. Giggs opens his eyes and they stir, his body moving in a big strained stretch.
“Don’t hide from me,” he says in a guttural voice. “Drop that cover.”
“But...,”
“You’re only riling me up by not letting me see you.”
Licking my lips, I drop the duvet and he relaxes at the sight of my naked breasts but only marginally and he strains again, the veins in his muscles, the prison tattoo he has in the middle of his pecs glistening from his sweat. He’s worked up, maybe even too much and the predatory hunger he’s watching me with makes me feel faint. The more he looks at me with those eyes of his, the more my need grows in me until I can’t hold it. On all fours, I crawl back to him and he lets out a groan of approval, his eyes flashing like lightning. I inch closer and closer and the closer I come the more he purrs and I straddle him. It stings but I need to be bold for him and I wriggle, finding my way down and it makes him toss his head back and a moan he’s never made before exhales out of his parted mouth.
Transfixed I stare at him and he consumes with his appetite, his lust the kind that drives a girl crazy and I rock my hips. I’m achy to be claimed, finally managing to take all of him but it’s so much that it makes my heart pound. He likes it because he jerks with possessiveness, his harshness grating away the last of my resistance and I bob and dip on him.
“Work that vulnerable cunt faster,” he grits, “won’t be able to hold on for much longer.”
Whimpering, I start moving faster, moaning and my eyes flare when I notice the grip he has around the bed turn so hard, I worry he’ll break it. Snarling, he watches my breasts jiggle and it gives him an expression in his eyes as if his mind has gone blank and he’s pure lust. I pant when he lets go of the bed, his hands wrapping around my waist and he bounces me so much on him that I cry,
“Slow d....down...you’re gonna m...make me fall off...” My whole body’s bucking and he’s hitting just the right spot until I end up in hot, helpless haze.
“You stay on,” he growls and I pant, putting my hands on his chest for support, “you’re not leaving this cock.”
“Pleeease...,” I plead, trying to stay attached but I’m too slippery, too hot and when I make an effort to hook around him, he lets out a snarl that shakes the walls. Oh no, what have I done...A sharp scream flies from my lips when he maneuvers me down on the bed. He strikes into me and I cry out, surprised at the rush of heat building up in me. “Giggs, you’re pounding me!”
Without stopping he looks at the point where our flesh join and he grinds and rotates before pumping like he’s about to combust and my teeth clap. “Need you to shine for me,” he growls. “Shine for me, my love. Show me how much you love it when I fuck you!”
I convulse, coming and moaning so loud it makes my ears ring and it makes him come so hard it’s explosive. The way he floods me is self-justifying, unapologetic and my body caves, becoming his dominion and it makes the whole room spin.
“Giggs,” I whimper when he scoops me close to his chest, his shaft still greedily pulsing within me but the rest of him is tear jerking in the sensitive way he holds me and he rasps in my ear,
“Didn’t think you could make me love you any harder...but you keep squeezing everything I got out of me.” He brushes his lips over my cheek. “I love you. I love you.”
“And I love you,” I moan. I will always love him; he’s the only man for me. He was my first and he’ll be my last.
****
Night has deepened and Giggs and I are on the move. I’m tender between my legs and knowing that I’m still filled with him, makes me feel distracted and woozy as I hurry to put on my clothes. Giggs takes my luggage, his eyes determined and he’s holding my hand a little harder than usual. We walk down the hallway, move out the backdoor and hurry over to my car.
“Will you get in the back?” I breathe and the starry sky displays behind Gigg and his eyes are still hot but I think this is the first time I’ve seen Giggs at ease. Usually he’s always so on edge but now...guess he just needed areleaseand intensify our connection.
