Page 107 of Craving Consequences

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Page 107 of Craving Consequences

Her hips roll. Hesitant gallops as she finds her rhythm. She’s grinding and bouncing and I’m so fucking deep.

“You feel so good like this,” she pants, chin down, eyes fixed on the spot she’s taking like such a good girl. “Feel so good inside me.” Her face tips just enough to capture me in the stormy ocean of need swirling across her eyes. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”

I start to tell her me, too. It’s all I thought about every night for five fucking years, but something she’s doing seems to be working for her. I think it’s the slow swirls of her hips. The combination of the deep penetration and grinding sensation. Her core seizes around me. Her body shudders. She makes a helpless little whine that swells my cock even more.

“Mr. Shaw,” she rasps, motions quickening.

I unfurl my fingers from the sheets and reach between her quivering thighs. I press my thumb into the glistening nub peeking at me from between her sweet lips and watch with twisted glee as her whole head falls back with a sob. As her body arches over me. Her breasts thrust forward and ... fuck it.

I fist her bra, crushing the cute little rose sewn into the front, and yank it all down with one hand, spilling the perfectglobes free. Not to tease or touch. I just want to watch them bounce.

“Is this your payback, Everly?” I taunt, matching the buck of her hips with the roll of my thumb. “Fucking your boyfriend’s dad in his bed?”

Her knees lift and spread wide in a near squat as she gives me a clear view of her stretched cunt taking every inch of my dick to the hilt.

“Ex,” she breathes, pumping, using my chest to brace her weight as she finds what she likes. She’s so tight. So wet. Her channel is a greedy mouth desperate to get me even deeper. “And yes. I want to feel you cum in me like this.”

If she keeps riding me like that, she won’t have long to wait.

I grip her hips, fingers digging into satin flesh as this perfect creature destroys me. as she rises and falls over me like an ocean at high tide hitting the beach.

I push up with her downward plunge and smirk when her mouth drops in a silent gasp. When her claws cut red lines across my chest.

“Like that?”

I do it again. Harder.

“Yes!” Her gallops grow faster. Breasts bounce and I have to resist the temptation to fall on them like a starved animal. “Yes, again. Just like that. Don’t stop.”

We slam together in a wild race to see who can fall faster. It’s a symphony of grunts and bodies colliding. Of quiet pleas of each other’s names. I meet every drive of her hips with a snap of mine until she’s chanting my name with the first shudder of her body.

Her voice is raw, a desperate whimper as she stares into my eyes. “I’m cumming.” She bites her lip, head falling back as the pressure takes her. “God, Lachlan, I’m ... so good ... harder...”

I grip her ass, spread her wide and thrust so deep I feel her fucking soul quake. Her wail of my name is poetry as she spirals.

“Say you love me,” I growl, pounding her harder.

“Love ... love you ... I ... I love ... love you...”

Her words shatter something inside me. It unlatches the last tether to my sanity as I flip her with my cock never detaching from her convulsing heat.

I drive into her.

I slam her into the mattress like I hate her. Plaster rains with every crack of headboard into the wall. The frame groans as loud as the storm outside as I take my fury out on the seizing hole taking every brutal punishment.

“Again,” I snarl into her ear, fingers fisting into her hair, dragging her head back as I show her how much I fucking love her.

She’s cumming again. Heels dig into the mattress in helpless flails as I pin her and fuck her. As I endure the talons cutting canyons down my back as Everly bows beneath me.

“Love you! I love you,” she sobs over and over again.

I close my eyes and release.

I spill inside her in thick, hot ropes of cum that feel endless as it hits her fluttering walls. There’s so much we stain Bron’s bed, and I wait for the punch of guilt. But I can barely feel my toes. She’s still shuddering and whimpering into my shoulder, fingers lost in my hair.

“That was ... amazing,” she pants once we can both breathe properly again.

I lift my head, peer down into her face. Kiss her mouth. “You were. I will see you riding me like that every time I close my eyes.


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