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I want Rayne to possess me. I want him to claim me. I want to give him everything I am because I know he’ll always keep me safe.
“Does that scare you, sweet girl?”
I shake my head. “No.”
Rayne smirks. “Because you know I would never hurt you?”
I close my eyes for a moment, trying to stamp the emotions bubbling in my chest down. It’s too much. His cock moving inside me, his words, the truth I’ve denied myself from believing. “Yes,” I whisper, keeping my eyes shut as he carries on thrusting into me over and over.
Rayne trails his hand from my cheek down my body, never missing a beat as our bodies meet in brutal thrusts. He brushes across my peaked nipples, pinching each of them before continuing his path down to my body, setting a fire with each brush of his skin on mine.
“Rayne,” I moan, my pussy tightening around him the moment his fingers connect with my clit. “If you do that too much, I’m going to come, and I can’t be held responsible for that.”
He chuckles as his thrusts speed up at the same time his circling fingers increase in pressure, taking all the air from my lungs. “I’ve been dreaming about sinking into your pussy since the first time we met. It’s what I’ve thought about for every moment of every day since.” He slams his hips into mine harshly but the bite of pain only brings me closer to the cliff I’m trying to keep myself away from. My body can’t take much more of this and the tears of frustration leaking from the corners of my eyes are just proof of that. “I knew you’d take my cock so perfectly, sweet girl. I knew your pussy was made just for me and I was so fucking right,” he grunts. His words only serve to drive me higher, my impending orgasm speeding toward me at a frightening pace.
“Rayne,” I cry out as his cock slides against the sensitive spot inside of me at the same time his unrelenting fingers assault my clit. I’m overstimulated. His body, his scent, his cock. It’s overwhelming, overbearing even, and all the air is sucked from my lungs with each thrust of his hips.
“Your pussy is clamping around me so fucking hard, Emerson. Are you ready to come?”
I’m shaking my head, but not because I’m not ready. I’m so fucking ready I’m not sure if I can take another breath without the orgasm he’s been dangling in front of my face like a carrot on a string. I’m shaking my head because I don’t know if I can handle what’s about to happen to my body.
He chuckles darkly. The sound is both erotic and terrifying and only makes the tears at the corners of my eyes come faster. “You’re so pretty when you cry for me, sweet girl. If anyone else puts tears in your eyes I’ll fucking bury them, but when they’re for me…” He trails off as if losing himself to the pleasure I’ve been lost in for what feels like an eternity. “I want to hear you scream for me when you come, Emerson,” he growls at the shell of my ear, sending shivers through my entire body, my pussy clamping around him. “You’ve going to come so fucking hard on my cock, aren’t you, sweet girl?”
“Yes, fuck yes,” I sob, unable to hold the tears at bay anymore as they stream down my cheeks.
“Good girl. You belong to me. Your body. Your tears. Your orgasms. It’s all mine. You will not touch this sweet pussy unless I give you permission, do you understand me?”
“Yes.” I nod, not caring what I have to agree to if it means I’m going to get to come soon.
Rayne smiles down at me, there’s warmth behind his gaze as his eyes trail across my face, following a tear as it rolls down my cheek before we both look down at where our bodies are connected, where his cock is slamming into me without mercy and his fingers are circling my clit relentlessly. “Perfect,” he whispers. “So fucking perfect. You were made for me, Emerson. Crafted just for me to fuck, to protect, the possess, to…” He trails off before the last word slips from his lips, but I know what it was. It’s the emotion a man like Rayne shouldn’t feel. An emotion that makes him weak in the world he lives in.
I disentangle my fists from the sheets despite the fact they’re the only thing keeping me from losing it. The feel of the expensive Egyptian cotton, the bite of my own nails on the other side of them, it’s kept me from chasing my release, and as I drag my hands up Rayne’s body, feeling every hard muscle rippling under my palm as I bring them to his face, I’m closer to tumbling over the edge than I have been all night.
“You’ve been such a good girl, and do you know what good girls get?” he rasps, leaning into my palm on his cheek. The moment feels so intimate, almost too much so. I’ve never had a connection like the one I have with Rayne, never felt half of what I’m feeling as he thrusts in and out of me with brutal strokes.
I shake my head despite knowing the answer.
“They get to come all over my cock,” he growls, punctuating each word with a hard drive into my body that takes my breath away. “I want you to come for me, Emerson.Screamfor me,” he demands.
And scream I do. I fly over the edge into an oblivion I didn’t know existed. The pleasure that rushes through every fiber of my being takes my breath away as I cling to Rayne so I don’t fall. I’m so overwhelmed by pleasure that I almost miss the roar of his release as he shoots hot streams of cum into me, his thrusts losing all rhythm as he chases his pleasure.
My orgasm seems to go on for an eternity, his fingers and cock keep working me until every last drop of it has been worked from my body.
When he finally stops moving, he doesn’t pull out like I expect him to. Instead, he rolls us until I’m splayed out on top of him, his cock still lodged inside of me.
“I need to clean up,” I murmur against his chest.
“No you don’t.” Rayne nuzzles his nose into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. “I like our scents mixed together.”
“Yes I do, Rayne. I can feel your cum dripping out of me.”
“Good.”
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Rayne
Istare at her long after she falls asleep, her hair splays across my chest and brings warmth to the surface.
