“Fuck me,” she gasped finally. “Brooks, please. Fuck me.”
I grinned at her and then ripped open the wrapper, kneeling in front of her. I rolled the condom down my length and then grabbed her legs, pulling her closer.
“I was thinking about this when you knocked,” I said. “I’m always thinking about this fucking pussy, Emma. You don’t know how hard you make me.”
I pressed my cock against her pussy and slowly pushed myself deep inside her.
She gasped, grabbing the sheets. “Oh my god,” she moaned. “That never gets old.”
I smirked and began to slowly slide in and out of her. It was soaking and slick as I pushed deeper and deeper. I leaned down and kissed her, working my hips, rolling my cock in and out of her.
“I’d risk everything for this,” I said to her. “I’d risk my life for you. Ask and I’ll do what you want, forever.”
“Right now I want you to make me come,” she moaned. “I want you to fuck me.”
“I can do that,” I whispered. “I can make this pussy come nice and hard, you dirty fucking girl.”
I pressed myself deeper inside her and she gasped. I grabbed her hips and began to fuck her deeper, harder, our bodies pressed together, sweat beginning to bead along my skin.
She was moaning wildly, her eyes half closed as I fucked her deep and hard. We weren’t wasting a single second. We were just fucking like animals, both of us needing it instantly. There was no slow buildup, nothing tender about us.
I fucked that cunt rough and hard, pressing deeper and deeper inside her. She worked her hips against me as I pushed deep inside her, thrusting in and out. Her pussy was like a vice around my cock, working my length. It made me fucking crazy as I fucked her harder, deeper.
“This fucking pussy is mine now,” I whispered.
“All of me is yours,” she moaned. “Every inch of me.”
I leaned back and grabbed her hips, fucking her harder. I began to work her clit with my thumb as I fucked her, deep and rough. I was an animal lost in her body, and the only thing I could see was Emma.
That was all there was for me anymore, just Emma.
I could see her whole body starting to tense. Her moans were louder, reckless, as she said my name again and again.
“Come for me,” I commanded. “Emma, come for me. Come on this big cock.”
“Yes,” she moaned. “Yes, yes, Brooks. Fuck me.”
I worked her and she rocked her hips, losing herself, working my cock deep inside that pussy. She slowly came hard on my cock, her whole body tensing and shaking.I grabbed her hips and held hard as I kept fucking her, watching her come. Her whole body tensed, and her moans were wild and loud, as she was out of her mind with sex and orgasm.
Watching that face pushed me over the edge. I fucked her rougher, savagely and deep, and came deep inside her pussy.
I grunted with pleasure as I came, a burst of pure bliss filling my mind. I filled that pussy up as I came, rocking my hips, fucking her rough and deep.
Slowly, both of our orgasms ended and we drifted back into the real world.
I collapsed down next to her, panting. She giggled and touched my hair. “That was intense,” she said.
“Yeah,” I agreed, “it fucking was.” I sighed, sitting up. “We need to leave, though.”
She pouted. “Are you sure? We can’t just stay here, risk our lives a little bit more?”
I laughed and kissed her gently on the lips. “Unfortunately, as much as I want to stay right here with you, we need to get moving. Did Louisa say where we need to be?”
She sighed and started to get dressed. “I know where to go. Don’t worry.”
I nodded and tossed the condom in the trash before putting my clothes back on. I watched her out of the corner of my eye, barely able to conceal a smile.
Not too long ago, I was packing to leave this city alone. I was ready to start a new life and to leave my old one behind.
Now, I was doing that same thing, but this time I was leaving to start a new life with Emma. I was giving it all up, but I was giving it all up for her. Really, I’d always been giving it up for her, even if she didn’t know it.
She was the reason for all of this. She was the reason I was leaving the mob and was ready to start a new life, a better life.
When we finished dressing, we walked out into the living room. I grabbed my pack and threw it over my shoulder. She smiled at me.
“Are you ready for this?”
I nodded and pulled her against me. “Better question is, are you?”
“I think so.”
“Sure you can handle this?” I asked. “Are you sure you can handle me?”
She smiled. “I think so.”