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He reaches in between us, pulling my pussy lips open until I’m so stretched that I stop breathing. But then he flicks my clit and it feels good and he comes down on me with his mouth, teeth and all but it only makes me moan.
His hair has fallen down his forehead and his eyes stir like his mind is in chaos. He cups me between my legs, his fingers moving up my slit and it throbs, beating against his touch like it needs all of his attention.
“So, fucking virgin wet,” he says between his teeth, “you trying to show off for me? Trying to make me believe I’m your first?” His head moves in a short shake. “Fuck it, I’ll bury myself in you so hard I’ll erase everyone who came before me.”
I open my mouth to respond, trying to warn him that I’m not what he thinks but I don’t get the chance and he shoves himself into me.
I scream. The sound almost shatters the windows and he stiffens like someone is holding a gun to his head.
He looks down at me with a horrified look on his face. Tears threaten to slide down the sides of my eyes and his features strain like his heart is clenching. He knows I lied. His body knows that he’s my first.
Afraid that he’ll pull away I grit my teeth and wrap my arms around his back and give him a nod. I don’t want us to stop. He starts moving and I claw at him even though I don’t intend to but he doesn’t complain. He takes it the way I take him and he slides in and out, stroking my hair and the look in his eyes is unfathomable.
If eyes could smile then that’s what his are doing right now.
It makes me feel like I’m floating again, the way it felt when he was using his mouth on me and I let out a moan. It encourages him, spurs him on and his hands move to cup my ass and I’m so clutched to him that the tightness makes him let out an exhale between his teeth.
He bucks his hips against me and when I cry out, he likes it. Likes every little sign of that no man has ever had me before. He collects them, his eyes focused like he wants to memorize this moment, wants it to imprint. His tongue raves over my skin
He knocks the air out of me with his rapid pumps. The bed dips and creaks and I feel something building up inside of me, so strong, stronger than before and I stare into his eyes.
Familiar...
I blink, jerking and my mouth opens into an O. I need him. I need him so much and I need it all.
“You feel so fucking right, you’re going to force me to spill too soon,” he rasps, “going to come so hard in you...”
I want him to, I want to drain him and he nuzzles his whole face into my throat before his tongue slides over my lips and he takes my hand and puts it between us, making me pet myself where I’m the most sensitive.
It makes my eyes round, then turn hooded and suddenly my body gets caught up in a wave again and every part of me constricts. He lulls me, eases me into it before everything erupts and I scream and scream. His shaft seems to vibrate and then I feel him ejaculate with a broken sound coming out of his chest. It lasts and lasts and when he finally stops, his body keeps shuddering.
He relaxes on top of me, groaning something I’m too stunned to hear.
I’m boneless; everything has been squeezed out of me and now there’s not a single drop left. As if knowing that I need it, he strokes his hands over me, simmering the heat until it feels easier to breathe again. When he gets up, I can’t do anything but follow him around with my dazed eyes.
I try not to stare at his rugged body but it’s hard and I feel a shameless stirring in my chest. That same stirring turns into turmoil when he pulls out the drawer of his bedside table and takes out the key to the front door.
He dangles it before my eyes with a crooked smile on his mouth.
“Tsk, tsk doll face,” he sighs, “if only you had opened that drawer you could have been free.” He clasps the keys, hiding them in his palm. “Not that I’m complaining. I like that you have priorities. And I like that you chose bouncing on my cock instead of running away.”
“Asshole,” I hiss between my teeth and he lets out a low laugh in his throat and it’s hoarse and animalistic.
“Don’t be so hard on yourself. You wouldn’t have gotten far. I would have caught you before you managed to reach town.”
“I hate you.” Hate the hold he has over me at least.
“Didn’t seem that way when you kept screaming like you couldn’t live without me.” His words are a snarl but then his shoulders tense and he looks down, his brows curving over his smoky eyes. “I love you,” he says suddenly in a pained voice and I gasp. “I’ll compete with any man for your attention and I’ll kill every single man who gets it instead of me. I love you so much that I want all your time, your tears, your smiles, your hate, your love. I want it all.”
The emotion in his voice makes me feel like I’m sinking and I let out a whimper, clutching the sheets with my nails to regain some equilibrium. I just told him that I hated him, not that I meant it but that’s not the point. The point is his response. How can he love me that much?
“Who are you?” I whisper and he cups my cheek.
“You still don’t know?” he asks and I shake my head. He presses his lips against mine in a hopeful kiss. “You will. You must know. ”
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