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“Does it feel like me?” she questions, pumping me hard enough to make her full breasts sway. My face tingles as I focus all of my remaining brain cells on her question. A lone drop of traitorous sweat slips down my neck, giving away my weakness.
“Yes,” I grit, my voice broken and raspy with desperation.
She stops pumping me, loosening her fist. My hips move forward of their own volition, seeking out the comfort of her cunt. “Be good and don’t come,” she warns, “because if you do, you’ll still owe me two more.”
Resuming the movement, she pumps me again a few times before saying, “I’d prefer your cum deep inside me, but if you’d rather breed a knock off than the real thing—”
“Stop,” I grunt, my chest rising and falling more urgently now. That lone drop of sweat has given way to many more, and I’m officially teetering. “I need you,” I admit, not afraid to show her what she does to me. “I need to be inside you.” I swallow, summoning courage to say what I’m feeling, because they are words I’ve never spoken before. Not aloud. “I need to empty myself deep inside you, I need to fuck my cum into you so hard, it’s all I can fucking think about.”
Cohen Steele has never been a dirty talking man. But goddamn, it feels good to say what I really need and want. It’s so freeing.
“Then do it,” she bites back, yanking the toy from my cock, then spinning me around by the hips. “Wait,” she says, crawling past me to get on her back in the center of our bed. The sheets are dark and forgiving, but tonight, I hope there’s no remnants left behind. I hope every drop stays deep inside her, to bring us more.
From the middle of the pillows she shakes her head only slightly. “Come fuck me already.” Her grin makes my stomach flip, and in my fist, my cock leaks. I knee my way onto the bed over her, positioning my hips between her open legs. I press my head to her wet hole, and sink my hips forward, dipping into her center.
She’s so wet, I slide in easily despite the way she winces from the burn. Once she gets comfortable with the way my girth stretches her. She loops her arms under mine, placing her palms on my shoulders.
“When I’m in your lap,” she pants, her mouth spilling filthy words as I rock my hips back and forth, nudging her deepest spot with each stroke. “And your cock is inside me, this is what I’m thinking of. And I play this game with myself.” She pants harder, stealing a moment to moan and catch her breath. “I try not to clench around you, I try as hard as I can. Because I know if I just move a little, clench a little, your perfect cock will unravel me in an instant.”
She wraps her legs around me, and drives me deeper with her heels driving into my ass. “What do you think about when I’m in your lap, and you’re nestled deep inside me?” she asks, the question’s last syllables riding an outstretched moan, breathy and beautiful.
I look down between us where my cock is disappearing inside of her, and knowing I get to stay inside of her when I come is nearly killing me. The orgasm clawing up the backs of my legs, the twist in my chest that ties me tighter to her, it's all building and pushes the words from my mouth. “I think about breeding you. Having you underneath me, and fucking you into my bed so hard, coming so deep that nothing fucking slips out. And I fuck you like that, every day, until you’re giving birth to my child, and then I’m doing it all over again. Keeping you well fucked and full.”
For a moment, her femme face falters, and I see Scarlett, the gorgeous loving woman who longs to be a mother, I see her turning those words over in her mind, and melting for them.
But I’m not even trying to make her melt; breeding her is all I think about when she warms my cock.
“Fuck me, Cohen,” she whimpers when she snaps back into the moment, driving her groin off the mattress, trying to get me even deeper.
“Look at you,” I whisper, “so hungry for my cum,” I tell her, lowering my mouth to her earlobe for a bite. I feel like despite the fact we’ve had sex, we’ve been intimate in all sorts of ways, getting to take her to completion tonight is the most profound moment between us.
“Yes,” she gasps out, “I am. Starved. So please, pin me down, fill me up. I wanna feel you throbbing inside me.” She lifts her head off the pillow to plant a messy kiss on my lips. “I want to know what it feels like to reach down and dip my fingers into my pussy and feel your cum, warm on my fingertips.”
Fuuck.
“Scarlett,” I growl, my chest burning and tight, but with a new feeling. Not struggling to breathe or fighting against taking air but filled with heat for this moment. For her. For everything we’ve already experienced together, and for everything ahead. I can’t hold back a second longer. The thrumming pressure pooling at the base of my spine bleeds into my groin, filling it with a familiar, undeniable ache. She jerks off the bed, sealing her body to mine, my balls pressed against her ass so hard that the added pressure only adds to the intensity rocketing through my cock.
“Take it,” I groan as the first pulse moves through me, firing into her, hot and thick. “Take it, baby, take it,” I whisper, my voice husky and raw as my cock pulses repeatedly, her little cunt clenching all around me, taking more and more.
“Oh god,” she moans, dropping a hand to her low belly between us, putting pressure on herself. “Fuck your cum into me deep,” she breathes, and I thrust into her again, harder, sending the last few ropes as deep as they’ll go.
She moans, telling me I’m so warm, her cunt is so full. I release the lock in my arms, draping myself over her, panting as I try to catch up.
“You like the dirty talk,” I breathe into her neck, sucking up her soft, sweet scent.
“I do,” she says, stroking a hand up my sweaty back, using her nails, leaving goosebumps lying in their wake. “So talk dirty to me, Cohen.”
I push off and look down into her eyes, my brain still a little spinny from that intense orgasm. She smirks something sinister. “Give me one more.”
My dick perks up, those four words wrapping around my balls, urging me to groan and move my hips.
My cum slides around inside of her, slippery and still warm. I fuck her, and feel a tingle run through my cock as I plunge deep. Grinding my groin against her clit, my cock expands inside of her cunt, regaining his girth as she milks me.
“There you go, see? You can do it,” she encourages, reaching down to filter the split of her fingers around my cock where I’m currently stuffing her. “There you go, give me more, Cohen, give me another.”
Sweat litters my back and slips down my forehead, landing on her beneath me. She takes her hand from my shoulder and swipes at the drops of sweat on her breast, bringing them to her lips. Her tongue juts out, and her eyes fall closed, and Jesus fuck is that hot.
Shifting my hips, I look down to see I’m long and hard again, fucking her with the same tight strokes as before. I can’t really believe it. I’ve never come like this, back to back. I didn’t think I could becauserefractory period.All thoughts of expectation get shoved out the window as she holds the tips of her fingers out, teasing my balls each time I pump into her.
