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He held her weight up effortlessly, his strength immense.
Neither of them could control themselves, and as their bodies grew damper from perspiration and their touches became painfully good, she knew she’d come harder than she ever had, because her emotions were in play, as well.
With his cock still buried inside of her and his mouth on hers, he moved them away from the wall once more. Butters knew she had to be hurting him by digging her nails into his back, but all he did was grunt against her mouth, tighten his hold on her ass, and fuck her harder.
He turned and carried her to the bed, dropped onto his back, and then she was the one on top of him, taking control.
With her legs on either side of him now straddling his narrow hips and placing her hands flat on his chest, Butters started riding him. Up and down, faster and harder she rode him, slammed her pussy down on his thick cock until her breasts were bouncing almost painfully.
Mayhem stared up at them with a hooded expression, his fingers on her ass cheeks, his nails digging into her flesh. He was helping her along by lifting his hips in time with her pressing herself down on him. The sensations were incredible.
He spread the cheeks, slipped his fingers between them, and touched her anus. Everything inside of her tightened, heightened. “That’s it, Butters. I want you to come. Cream all over my dick.”
And just like that, she was getting off, giving herself over to all of this, to Mayhem, and not wanting to look back.
Chapter
Twenty-Five
Mayhem was going to fucking come just watching his woman get off. She wanted to be his, to be his old lady, and fucking hell, did that make him feel like he was high.
His gaze was glued to the sight of her breasts bouncing up and down as she rode the hell out of his cock, as she came and let herself go.
He touched her asshole, rubbed that tight little hole, and loved that she was so receptive to his touch.
He was trying hard not to get off just yet, because he wanted to savor this moment, wanted to wait until she was sated, until her pleasure faded slightly and she could breathe.
Her inner muscles clenched rhythmically around his dick, and he had to grit his teeth so he didn’t come right then. When her face relaxed and he could see her orgasm was fading, he wrapped his arm around her waist.
Mayhem grabbed on to her ass cheek with his other hand, and he rose up just enough that he could shift so she was the one on her back now.
Pushing her thighs apart, Mayhem slid all the way back into her. He groaned gutturally. Sweat lined his brow and dripped down his face to cover her belly. He leaned back on his haunches and looked down where their bodies connected.
“Fuck, Butters.” Those words left him on a strangled groan as he saw the way her pussy stretched around his cock.
She was all pink and soaked flesh and stretched so wide around the girth of his dick that the member actually jerked on its own. His balls drew up tight with his imminent orgasm. He wouldn’t last.
He placed his thumb right on her clit and rubbed the hell out of that little bud. He couldn’t drag his eyes away from her face, not when she looked like she was in so much pleasure.
When she arched her back, thrusting out her big breasts and mewling as she came again, finally had him letting himself go.
“I need to feel you bare.” She cried out and he pulled out of her, ripped the condom off to throw it aside, and leaned forward once more. Mayhem braced his hands on the bed beside her head, and grunted as he came hard, filling her up with his cum.
His muscles hurt from how hard he was shaking as he came. When the pleasure receded and he was able to breathe again, he opened his eyes, not realizing he’d shut them, and saw Butters staring up at him.
Without thinking because all he wanted to do was kiss her, Mayhem did exactly that. With his cock softening inside of her and their tongues pressing back and forth against each other, he sighed contentedly.
He was a hard man, violent when he needed to be, and had a past that was tainted and dark. But Butters made him feel sane in an otherwise insane world. He couldn’t describe it, couldn’t even rationalize it.
Mayhem just accepted it. With her, he felt like he didn’t have to keep his walls up, that he didn’t have to block everything out, hide his emotions.
She licked her lips. Leaning down and kissing her once more, he pulled out of her tight, hot body with a grunt. He could have been buried inside of her all night.
