“Just tonight? Bullshit, babe.” New fires roared in his eyes. “I'm taking this pussy. Fuckin' owning it forever. You understand?”
His ass rolled forward. My pussy tingled, stretched, and burned as he pushed into me, making me feel the full power of those last two words.
You understand, babe?
Yes. I did. I finally fucking did, and I grit my teeth as a sharp sensation bit into me.
It hurt just a little, being opened like this, but there was a deeper pleasure behind it, something fiercer than what I'd felt being worked over by his hands and mouth.
“So fuckin' tight. All fuckin' mine.” He bared his teeth, pushing deeper, deeper, then holding himself there like he needed a moment just to believe it. “Shit. Fuck. Cora, you were made for this dick.”
I believed him. Hell, I truly started believing I'd been designed for him when he reared back, almost pulling out, and then crashed into me again.
This time, with more force, more feeling, more power.
My ass dipped deep into the mattress and then sprang back up, sliding onto his cock, giving my body even more leverage on his. The burn between my legs crested. There was one wicked second where clenching my jaw wasn't enough, and I had to bite into his arm, digging my teeth into his skin as he taught me how to fuck.
“That's it, babe. Fuck me back. Fuck me, hard as you can take it.”
Moaning, I threw my hand across his neck, digging my nails in. My legs moved, locking around his. I pulled him into me, begging him with every muscle to drive deeper.
Fuck me through the burn.
Fuck me through everything I've suffered.
Fuck me until I forget everything except this bed, this body, and everything I love about you, Firefly.
Just fuck me.
I swore he read my thoughts. His hips pistoned faster, picking up speed, slamming me into the mattress a little harder with each and every thrust.
A fireball built around my womb, the same one I'd had before, except bigger and hotter now. Firefly fucked me harder, making us into two engines humming against each other in perfect harmony.
Sweating, clenching, begging for release. Our bodies formed a rhythm each time he crashed down, plunging all the way to my womb, skin slapping skin.
One, two, three.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Filthy F-words filled my brain like a mantra. Nothing else kept time except that count in the back of my head and the patter of my own heartbeat.#p#分页标题#e#
His dark inks looked more furious, the skull and the guns, matching the expression on his face. I realized it just as he swore for the millionth time, picked my legs up, and threw them over his shoulders.
“Fucking-A, baby girl. You're gonna kill me with this tight little cunt if I don't put out the fire. Come for me again. Come all over my dick.”
He could make me do anything.
My body responded like he'd reached inside me, flipping a switch. I was already approaching another toe curling climax, but this took me there faster, sweeping me into light and heat and fire.
Holy. Shit.
His cock stabbed into me three more times, each stroke faster and harder than the last. His pubic bone had just the right tuft of hair to scratch me where it mattered. I felt him, grinding against my clit, bringing me off with the same expertise he must've used on a hundred girls.
Except tonight, the bastard was all mine, and what a big, beautiful man he was. I believed him when he said those dirty, possessive things, all the stuff about wanting me more than anybody else.
He couldn't fake the rough edge in his voice. He couldn't fool anyone, not with the way he threw himself into me, fucking me with his whole body, determined to bring us both to heaven.
I came so hard my entire vision filled with speckled stars, too many colors to count.
Everything below my waist blazed, and up above, my hair stretched in his fist as he pulled it tight. His mouth crashed down on mine before I could scream, swallowing my pleasure, owning my tongue like he overwhelmed the rest of me.
Oh, Firefly. Oh, God.
Oh, oh, oh so fucking incredible.
Every finger and toe hurt when I could finally come up from it because they were bent. He hadn't stopped, hadn't even slowed himself down. The biker's massive body just kept thrusting, coming like a locomotive, the greatest machine nature had ever built for explosive, relentless sex.
I couldn't breathe, and I didn't even care. That fire in my pussy slowed to a simmer, and the pain was all gone now.
Nothing except volcanic desire kissed my veins through my blood. My desire was only taking a short break before I knew it'd erupt all over again.
“You're goddamned beautiful when you come,” he growled, pushing the words out through ragged breaths. “You know I'll never stop making you, right?”
His thrusts slowed, and he ran a calloused hand across my face. I purred, my lips trembling, feeling my pleasure cresting high again.