Page 191 of Fighting the Forbidden

“Y-yes.” Her hands wrap around my forearms, nails digging into my skin. “Less hurt. More good. Really good.”

I’d laugh if I didn’t think my balls would explode. I work one hand between us, my thumb finding and flicking her clit.

“Oh, that’s nice.” She gasps and moves faster.

She rocks back and forth, until she’s grinding into me hard.

Wild.

Losing herself in the pleasure of us.

“Griff.” Her cries turn urgent and sharp.

“That’s it.” My jaw’s too tight to say much. “Keep riding me. Come on my cock.”

“I…” Her head falls back, and she works her hips slower and slower until she stops and lets out a deep sigh. The ends of her hair tickle my thighs. I flex my fingers, squeezing her hips.

“Come here.” I pull her down over me, wrapping my arms around her. Her soft, warm body fits mine so perfectly. “Kiss me.”

Her lips find mine and I press my palm to her lower back, allowing my fingers to brush her ass. Holding her tight while I pump up into her. She wiggles and tilts her hips, moaning against my neck. I’m so fucking close. Pressure more intense than anything I’ve ever felt gnaws at the base of my spine, shooting straight to my balls.

Takes maybe ten more seconds before I explode. Primal satisfaction roars through me as I empty myself inside her.

“Molly, Molly, Molly,” I whisper. My hands brush her hair out of her face so I can kiss her. She falls to her side, our legs entwined, still joined together. My cum leaks out of her, making me want to fuck her all over again. I reach down, feeling our combined wetness. My spent cock slips out of her and more cum slowly falls free. I rub my fingers through it, marveling at the mess we’ve made.

“Mmmm,” she hums. “That feels good. I’m still all tingly down there.”

I bring my fingers up, rubbing her clit gently until her back arches and she lets out a breathy cry.

“Stop, stop.” She wriggles and pushes my hand away.

I reach up, dragging my wet fingers over her nipples.

“Griff,” she protests.

“That’s us, baby. You and me.”

She laughs softly and kisses my shoulder.

“Are you okay?” I ask. “Did it hurt?”

“Just a little at first. Then it was incredible.” She cracks open one eye and gives me a half-smile. “I’m glad you broke me in on prom night.”

I chuckle. “Good. I couldn’t stand hurting you. Not for a second.”

She shivers and I run my hands over her. “Let’s go clean up, then get under the covers.”

I slide out of bed first, holding my hand out to her. She gingerly rolls over then grimaces when she stands.

“Hurt?”

“No.” She points to her thigh where my semen runs down her leg.

“That’s so fucking hot.”

Her nose wrinkles and I take her hand.

“Power’s out so there won’t be much, if any, hot water,” I warn her.

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