Page 40 of Into the Light
“Open your eyes.”
She did, and the stormy ocean in them heightened my senses. I lined up my tip to her entrance and pushed inside her.
“Goddamn, Ellie.”
It was the singular greatest feeling of my life.
I slid in, inch by inch, until I bottomed out and our bodies were one. I leaned down to take her lips in a kiss that grew more fierce with each swipe of my tongue and pass of my lips.
Little sounds of need came from her throat, a cross between a moan and a whimper.
“Move, Raf.”
“Say it nicely.”
She moaned and thrusted her hips up. “Please.”
I bit her lip and leaned up to adjust my angle, sliding out as slowly as possible to elicit more of those godly sounds from her. But the energy pulsing through my veins couldn’t be contained. As much as I wanted to tease her, I needed to fuck her. Now.
I pulled out and then slammed back in, driving into her as deep as I could. She called out. She begged for it. And then I was off.
I thrusted into her, creating a frenzied rhythm, in and out, as deep as I could go. Those sounds in her throat never ceased, getting louder with each thrust, spurring me on.
I’d never experienced this before. The pleasure, the high, the primal urge to be as rough as I could to claim her like a fucking caveman. I felt wild, almost out of control, but every time I looked down at Ellie, I saw the bliss on her face. I heard the “yes” she whispered over and over like a prayer. I felt her legs tighten around me and her pussy clench down on my cock.
I knew fucking Ellie would be unlike any other—I knew she was my ultimate fantasy—but nothing prepared me for how incredible the reality would be.
“God, you feel so good. So fucking perfect for me.”
She smiled and swiveled her hips up to meet me, thrust for thrust. I almost passed out from the euphoria.
I rose up higher on my knees and pushed her legs up to rest on my shoulders.
“Fuck!” I called out as I drove inside her, impossibly deeper from this new position.
“Yes! Raf please!”
“What do you want, angel?”
“I want it hard,” she cried out as she lost control. I was holding her in place, I was pumping into her as deep as my cock could go and still, I went harder. Faster. Giving her everything.
My hand slipped down and I circled my thumb on her clit, Ellie’s entire body now tensed up, she was close… So close.
“Raf!” She cried, and hearing my name on her lips while my cock was inside her, while she writhed that tight little pussy on it, taking all of what I gave her, was better than anything. Any high, any wave of the ocean. Ellie was the only thing I needed.
“I’m coming!”
And she did, her muscles contracted, her pussy squeezed my cock like a vice while her face scrunched up, and then relaxed, as she rode out her orgasm.
I kept going, though. Kept punching into her pussy as hard as I could. The smile on her face said all I needed to know. But then she spoke.
“Use me, Raf. Fuck me hard until you come for me.”
The orgasm that had been building got violently close to the edge. Years of fantasizing about this led me to this point and none of it was ever as good as the real thing.
I grunted as I fucked, barely recognizing the sounds that I was making, barely recognizing the feral urges I felt to claim this woman. But soon I couldn’t hold on any longer. Ellie was languid, her body pliant for me as I drove my cock into her over and over again.
And I was ready for it. I was ready to claim her as mine.
