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When he gets closer to his own climax, he gets rougher, but my body is used to it by then. He grabs my hair and pulls it, forcing my head back against his shoulder.
“You fucking like that?”
“Do you care if I don’t?” I bite out, but the way I can’t help from pushing my ass back into his thrusts probably outs me for the dirty liar I am.
He chuckles lowly, kissing my neck, then biting it. “No. No, I don’t.”
“Asshole,” I hiss, cutting off on a gasp as he slams in again and hits just the right spot.
“Damn right,” he mutters, sinking his cock deep into my pussy. “Do yourself a favor and don’t forget it.”
He rises, taking the pressure off my back. I breathe a deep sigh of relief, but it’s cut short by him repositioning me, bringing my knees in closer to my belly, then folding me over them almost like I’m kneeling to pray.
This time, when he shoves his cock into me, I lose my everloving shit. He angles my hips and keeps a hand pressed against my back so I don’t try to get up, but as uncomfortable as this position is, it’s worth it.
“Oh my god,” I breathe, my whole body trembling as he fucks me. “Oh my god, oh my god. Landon.”
“Keep your ass right here, baby.” He keeps the hand on my back, but slides his other hand under me so he can stroke my clit while he fucks me.
“Oh, no.” He teases my clit as he pushes inside me. The pressure inside is too much. All I can chant is, “No, no, no, no,” because what’s brewing inside feels unbearable. “I can’t. I can’t.”
“Shh. Shut that pretty fucking mouth and take what I give you.”
Oh my god.
I’m already so wet I don’t know how the towel isn’t soaked, but when he says that, I feel my body’s response like he turned on a faucet. I hear it in the wet noise when he slams into me again.
It’s too much.
“Stop. Stop, I can’t…”
He strokes my clit even faster. “Yes, you can.”
“No,” I whine.
But then it’s out of my hands.
I feel it in my clit first, the sharp spark of pleasure that steals my breath away, but a fraction of a second later, I feel it deep inside, an eruption of pleasure that explodes so violently, my vision goes black. My body shakes and I cry out, whimpering as Landon continues to fuck me through it. My pussy convulses around him, squeezing him as I cry out.
When it finally ends, I can’t move or think or breathe properly. I feel wetness on my cheeks, under my eyes.
Am I crying?
I’m too far away to process, to think.
My body is still jostled back and forth as Landon grips my hips with both hands, driving into me, chasing his own pleasure. “Fuck. Oh, Christ, Parker.”
He drives deep, groaning through his climax, thrusting a few more times, but with much less force. He’s just giving me every last drop.
When he comes down on the beach beside me, I feel so raw, so vulnerable, so exposed, I crawl close and wrap my arms tightly around his neck. I need him near me. I need him to hold me.
He seems to understand.
His strong arms lock around me and he holds me like he’ll never let go.
In this moment, I don’t want him to.
I bury my face in his neck and kiss him. A thank you, though I’m not sure he deserves it. Whatever he just did to me was fucking magical, and I think I’m starting to understand why Brittany and all the girls before her put up with his bullshit.
