Page 13 of Are You Gonna Run?

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Page 13 of Are You Gonna Run?

The teasing.

The chasing.

Thewoman.

Something primal took over when she ran from me and then begged me to fuck her, and that tunnel vision only had one goal in sight. To give us both exactly what we needed.

Luckily for me, she didn’t flip out. But now that we’ve connected like that, I don’t know if we’ll ever be able to do this the responsible way. I just want to fill her up as many times as I can before she kicks me out, and I cannot wait until the morning for it to happen again.

So I don’t.

She’s a hot sleeper like I am, so the tiny panties and tank top are easy to slip off without waking her. It gives me an opportunity to take in her naked body as much as I want, my eyes raking every inch of her for so long I learn she has thirty-eight freckles on her chest and a birthmark underneath her left breast. It’s shaped like an eye, and before I know what I’m doing, I lean down and press my lips against it.

Of all things, this is what gets her to stir. A pleased hum escapes her parted lips, and when I glance back up to see her face in the moonlight, I see the faintest hint of a smile.

Yeah, see? I’m not going to be able to let this one go. She’s stuck with me.

I watch her a little longer to be sure she’s fast asleep, then toss my briefs aside so I can slip inside her whenever I want to. Part of me wants to tease her a little longer, but the other, much louder part of me needs to bury myself inside of her as soon as fucking possible.

Gently, I spread her legs a little wider, bending her knees slightly so I can fit between them, then start stroking myself as I stare down at her. I could come just like this. She looks so damn good it takes everything not to blow my load all over her stomach, but just knowing I’m going to be inside of her soon is enough.

I’m curious to know how far I can get before she wakes up. Will she feel me the second any piece of me touches her pussy?Will I get the head in? All of me?Fuuck. At this point, I’m just torturing myself by waiting, so after I spit down on her clit, I lean in to coat the head of my cock in it.

She stirs, but not enough to truly wake. In fact, the noise she releases makes me think she’s now having a sex dream thanks to me, and I take that as my cue to slowly begin sinking inside her.

Like the first time, I can’t stifle the moan that builds in my chest. She’s so tight, so wet and welcoming it’s like her cunt was tailor-made for my dick. I’m just past the head when her little nose crinkles and gives me pause, but running through the graveyard must have really taken it out of her, because still... she stays asleep.

To keep her this way, I fuck her with just the tip, my fingers curling in her sheets as I fight off the incredibly strong urge to bury myself all the way inside her. Her tiny whimpers and moans only make having restraint harder, but once again, I seem to want to torture myself.

Or maybe I just don’t want this to end.

She already tried to kick me out once, and as much as I want to believe I can keep convincing her to let me stay, I know the timer is already going in her mind.

Fuck, I can’t think about that.

It makes me want to fuck her so hard it feels like a punishment, and right now I’m enjoying this too much. She’s so pliant, so completely unaware of how strongly she’s pulling me in and how much her body is calling to mine even in sleep. What she says when we’re awake doesn’t even matter, because right now, I see the truth of it. She wants me, she’s just too independent and strong-willed to give a man any semblance of power over her that she isn’t ultimately controlling, and deciding to be one half of a whole leaves her vulnerable.

I know this because I know the feeling.

It’s one of the reasons I’ve stayed single as well, but with this woman at my mercy, I get the feeling we’d both be passing on something too damn good if we walked away.

All I do know is she has me in my head about way too much in a time where all I want to do is lose myself in her, so I push it all aside and start fucking her slowly.

“Fuck, Rowyn,” I whisper. “Take me so well when you’re sleeping.” I snap my hips a little harder, needing to know she’ll feel what I did to her when she wakes tomorrow. “I don’t want you giving thispussy to some other dude on Tinder.” I know I’m only admitting that now because she’s asleep and unable to run away from me. “I claimed this pussy with my cum. It’s fuckingmine.”

I can’t help it now, I’m fucking her a little too hard and fast not to wake her soon, and I’m halfway inside of her with each thrust.

She doesn’t last much longer.

“Wha—” her eyes fly open, locking with mine as I finally push myself all the way in.

My eyelids flutter in pleasure when she gasps, her pussy clamping down hard as she tries to squirm, but it’s easy to lay some of my weight down on her so she can’t escape. “So wet for me,” I moan. “I couldn’t wait anymore, beautiful.”

I drop my face into her neck and continue grinding deep, grinning against her skin when she moans my name and digs her nails into my back.

“Fuck, that’s so hot. You’re so hot.”

“So are you.” I nip her skin so she clenches again. “Couldn’t keep my hands off of you. Were you dreaming about me?”


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