It’s a tsunami as she becomes rigid, her back arching, her hand smacking at my head and face. She growls like she’s possessed, releasing everything she has.
I suck it all up, licking her and my lips, taking as much of it as I can into my mouth and swallowing most of it down. It’s like nectar, sweet and savory, overwhelming my taste buds.
“Such a good fucking girl. So good baby.” I praise her as I ease her down, slowing my licks until the tip of my tongue barely brushes against her throbbing clit.
She’s shaking, her legs shivering with goosebumps as I climb up her body, stalking up to her, grabbing her hair and yanking her head back, watching her flushed face twist in ecstasy. She’s perfect all red and hot, her chest heaving, with her eyes rolled back in her head.
“Open your mouth wider baby.” I say, pulling her silky hair harder.
Like the perfect thing she is, she opens for me, and I grab her face, squeezing her cheeks together, puckering up her swollen lips. She doesn’t stop me or fight me when I spit in her mouth, making her taste herself. She revels in it, drinking it down, smiling against the hold I have on her.
Slamming my lips to hers, I kiss her deeply, forcing my tongue in her mouth, licking and tasting her. She grapples for me, her hands slapping and squeezing my muscles, her legs wrapping around my waist, and when she resigns herself to me, her back dropping to the mattress, I slide my hard cock into her already quivering cunt. Words like heaven and euphoria can’t come close to describing how it feels to have that little snatch take me in all the way.
“Holy fucking shit, Phoenix.” I groan, working my hips back and forth, coating myself in her juices, feeling my cock become all slick and wet.
She takes me like she was made for me. I’m enveloped in her like a glove, her walls holding onto me as I push through them, opening her up, stroking her, fucking her. It’s impossible to retain any restraint, and I snarl against her lips as I go faster and harder, splitting her in two.
“More. Harder!” She screams into my mouth, and I obey.
I’ll always obey her when she’s under me. As much as she is mine, now claimed by me and my psychotic ways, I’m hers.
We’re fucking cooked dude. Well, you’re cooked. Good one.
I’m a motherfucking jackhammer slamming into her, cracking her hips, plowing into her over and over again. She screams in pleasure and pain, taking all of me, holding onto me for dear life. I can feel her heart crashing around in her chest as I drop down onto her, smashing her into the bed, pinning her with my weight, and it’s fantastic.
“Take it all princess. That’s right. You know you need my cock just like this.”
Those sounds, the unintelligible ones, like something possessed escape her agape mouth, and I suck them from her, taking them into me, letting them urge me on. She finally screams one last earth-shattering wail that puffs out my cheeks as she douses me with another climax.
The fluids squirt out of her with a force akin to my hoses on the water trucks, blasting against my pelvis and thighs, saturating me. It’s not an extinguisher though, the feel of her juices spraying me throws me over the edge and I cum violently inside her on a barked yell.
I empty myself into her, still fucking her, pushing my seed as far inside of her as it can go, filling her to overflowing.
“Jesus fucking Christ.” I pant, collapsing down on top of her, feeling her shake my entire body with her struggles to breathe.
We’re both a drenched, cum filled, sweaty mess laying on her bed breathless and spent. My head swims with my post-orgasmic euphoria, and I settle my face into the crook of her neck, my lips gently kissing her pulse point, feeling her blood rush against my touch.
I want nothing more than to stay like this, with her trapped beneath me, our bodies in full contact of naked skin on skin, but there’s evidence of our crimes on both of us.
“Hey.” I chuckle in to her neck.
“Hey.” She moans back, her head falling to the side away from me, her eyes closed, her lips curled up in a satisfied smile.
“Shower?”
“No. Just snuggle me.” She sighs, wrapping her arms around me, holding me tightly to her.
“Ten minutes.” I whisper into her ear, pushing her hair out of the way with my finger.
“Ten minutes.” She says sleepily.
“Yeah.” I agree on a yawn.
Chapter
Ten
Birds chirping happy little songs, and the sounds of traffic outside rouse me from the deepest sleep I can remember ever having. I peel my eyes open and look around the unfamiliar room, and the very familiar woman snuggled up against me.
