Page 10 of Are You Gonna Run?
His sinful tongue is on me in seconds, swiping up with a moan I feel straight up my cunt before he devours me whole in a goddamn graveyard.
When his fingers join in and curl up toward my g-spot, I scream his name. Onlythe dead can hear me here, and I don’t think they care.
“Fuck, please don’t stop. H-Harder.”
He listens, green eyes flicking up to watch my face as I near the edge, and when he sucks my clit between his lips, I grip his hair and come all over his face.
“Fuck yeah,” he groans, lapping up my juices like he’s far from done with me, and when he sits up straighter and begins working on his jeans, I drop to my knees.
It’s my turn.
I get impatient waiting for him and take over, pulling his cock out and sucking him in — well, part of him, anyway. God, he’s big.
Thick too, and I can feel the veins on my lips as I try to take a little more. “Rowyn,” he breathes, cock jerking hard against my tongue as one of his hands finds home on top of my head. “More.”
Eris trusts in further with a snap of his hips, making me gag. I can fucking do this. Relaxing my throat, I tip my head a little bit and feel him shove into my throat.
His fingers tighten in my hair to hold me there, cutting off my airway completely so he can stay there, and just as I begin to worry he might actually kill me he pullsout with a groan and lifts me up by my arms. “I need to fuck you.”
My ass hits the rough stone of the coffin as he sets me down and pushes my legs apart, playing with me for a moment to make sure I’m still wet. Like there’s a chance in hell I wouldn’t be.
I watch him hesitate for a brief moment when his eyes meet mine, and when he finds no protest written on my face, he closes the distance in one step and pushes his cock inside of me.
Raw.
Shit, maybe I shouldn’t have done that. Gasping, my pussy clenches around him, but it feels so good I can’t tell him to pull out.
I never make bad decisions like this. I’m entitled to one, right?
It’s apparent Eris is a moaner the second he bottoms out. He isn’t shy to make noise and let me hear what I’m doing to him, so when he mutters out, “Scream for me,” I’m happy to oblige.
Especially when he takes it upon himself to pull out and slam right back in.
The sound echoes off the walls and back at us, drowning out the wet sound of my pussy trying to keep him inside me. Mylegs lock together behind his back as I pull him into another searing kiss, whimpering when he finds the perfect fucking speed and strength to ruin me.
Eris moans into my mouth as his fingers dig into my hips, and then he moves down to suck a mark on my throat.
When his teeth sink into my skin, it unravels me again. This orgasm is longer, stronger, makes my legs shake as I brace my arms behind me on the stone. I’d feel sorry for the poor bastard inside this coffin, but it’s probably the most fun he’s had in years.
“Scream louder for me, baby. Let the dead hear how good I fuck you.” Eris leans in to kiss me, but stops just shy to tease me with his soft lips, hips still slamming into me in a way that tells me he’s nearing the edge.
As his hand slips under my hoodie and into my bra, my heart skips a beat. He growls when he feels the piercing splitting my nipple, and when he tugs on it with a huge grin, I swear I see fucking stars. “Goddamn, Rowyn. You’re so fucking hot! Shit, I’m gonna come.”
I don’t have time to tell him to pull out. I feel his cock pulse right before he slamsdeep inside me, and a loud groan leaves him when he pins our bodies together. I feel every single throb as he floods my pussy.
Fuck, I think I like that a little too much. I kiss him softly this time, trailing from his lips to his ear as I pull his face to my neck and try to catch my breath. “Hi,” I huff with a smile. “I’m Rowyn Brito. Nice to meet you, Eris...?”
He chuckles. “Nice to meet you too, beautiful. Did you just say Burrito?”
“No, I said Brito. B-R-I-T-O. I’m not food.”
“I beg to differ,” he teases. “I already want to eat you more. I’m Eris Shaw by the way, and I fucking love burritos.”
It makes me grin, I can’t help it. “They do sound almost exactly the same, don’t they?”
“Mmhm. And I’ll eat the fuck out of both any time of day.” His cock throbs like it’s agreeing with him, reminding me that he’s still inside of me. “Did you like our game?”
I feel like I just ran a marathon, but I also feel more satisfied right now than I ever have. “I did, yeah. Turns out sex in a graveyard is better than a haunted house.”