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I take her down then into the white down comforter now smeared with my blood.

Pulling her thick, soft thighs over my shoulders I bury my head in her pussy. Tugging her lips into my mouth in tandem I suck. I use my tongue to fuck her pussy before going lowering and laving her bottom hole. She arches into my mouth crying when I spear two fingers into her pussy and ruthlessly finger fuck her. Her muscles clutch me as I work her driving her higher.Bringing her heels up she fucks me back meeting me thrust for thrust.

I press her spot just as she bears down. Rising I smack her pussy with the first jet of her come. She splashes so prettily against my hand as she climaxes, crying out my name in a way that has my dick hardening in anticipation.

Flipping her over, I shove a pillow under her hips. Straddling her hips, I hitch her up until her drenched hole is open to me. Spreading her pussy lips, I notch the head of my dick at her entrance.

“Head down like my good little cumslut.” Pressing her head into the down comforter I drive into her hot tight pussy until my sac is flush against her. Her scream is muffled by the comforter. Sliding back, fascination has my gaze seared to the sight of my dick slick with my blood and her juices. The stinging pain creates an ecstasy that surpasses all understanding. Pain, pleasure, and passion manifest in a primal press of comingling flesh as I drive deep into the recesses of her lush pussy. My eyes roll back, my brain threatens to disengage as the sensations intensify.

She’s taking me into another stratosphere. The jiggle and shake of her ass is hypnotic. The slip, slide, and slap of our flesh creates a cacophony of craving that resounds throughout the room.

“Hm?” I taunt her fucking into her when she whimpers. Splitting her pussy on my dick the way she loves. “Do you need more, little dove?”

Driving deeper I rise on one knee planting my foot on the bed for more leverage. Her pussy is speaking to me. “I can hear you begging, needing more of this dick. Do you need more pretty one?” My tone is sweet, but my hands are dirty motherfuckers when I ease them between her cheeks and start to play.

“Hi — eep.” She breaks off in a yelp when I smack her ass.

“Shut the fuck up and take this dick, like my good little dove.” Spreading her wider I angle down fucking her to the hilt. My sac slaps its own rhythm against her fat little clit each time I bottom out. Her walls squeeze me so hard I see heaven and my fingers play with her nub so slick with need I can barely find purchase.

“Such a good girl. So sweet for me. Come on my dick so you can lick it clean,” I whisper roughly. Eager as ever for my command she does just as I say. She fucks me back every stroke, taking the pleasure she deserves as she spirals away on her own cloud of bliss.

Before she can crumble, I pull her to me. Her mouth already open takes every inch of my dick, sucking me down, taking every jet of come, the mix of her essence, and my blood down her hot little throat.

“Such a good fucking girl taking me so deep,” I praise.

Hegrowls in agreement.

Chapter

Nineteen

Taylor

“I’m sorry.I have to leave for a bit.” No sooner than we get back to his samurai mansion of the south is Hisashi being called away again.

“Why? What’s going on?” Dread quakes inside of me. All I can think of is Thad and his shenanigans causing more trouble for me and Krie. How he can be so cavalier about the pain he’s causing his own sister is reprehensible. I always longed for siblings and my mom told me how devastated she was never to have any more kids. That’s why my parents cherished me so much, doted on me. They made sure I had everything I needed, but never had a sense of entitlement. My father always made me know how important it was to give back in word and deed.

He looks down as he texts back and forth in quick succession before he looks up, his troubled gaze reaching mine, worry lining every aspect of his handsome face. “My mother has fallen ill,”he says, his tone completely devoid of all emotion. It’s as if he’s shutting down his emotions in advance to protect himself.

“Oh,” I say, searching his face.

I step toward him, and he immediately steps back. For a moment I think he’s going to raise his arm toward me off. Barriers — invisible and seen are going up so fast between us.

Pushing the fear of rejection and maybe even bodily harm aside, I step closer. Muscles tic, his face hardens visibly, his jaw juts out, his teeth clench. Dead eyes watch me — daring.

And yeah, I fucking dare. I step into my own destruction.

“Hisashi.” I shake my head a little, tilting my head to the side giving him a small gentle smile.

“I’m here for you. I’m here now.” His eyes track to my throat where he can obviously see me swallow back the emotions threatening to break free.

I know his battles now for they are ours. Trust has been broken on both sides. Still his pain if it should be more than he can bear will be visited on us both. This time neither of us may escape. We have to face this together. And unlike last time, I know what I am up against. I know the monsters I’m fighting. The man and his monster. His mental illness won’t win this time. Not if I have anything to say about it.

“Just go about your day, Tay-chan. I will see you when I return.” He rakes his hand through the coarse locks of his hair.

“And will you return, husband. Will it be you?” He’s still for a long time and it takes everything within me not to retrace my steps. He looks down at the ground for a long time and I’m almost certain there is a whole ass conversation going on between him and his monster.

Finally, he looks at me. His eyes aren’t dead anymore, they are resolved. “It will be me.” He steps closer. “Be careful what you ask for.” With those cryptic words he presses a kiss on top of my head turning to leave.

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