Page 76 of Sizzling

“It hurts,” I manage with my mouth full of his thumb. “More.”

Slowly, he pulled his thumb from between my lips. “You want to be fucked, baby? Raw? My bare cock is buried inside you deep, and you keep talking with that dirty mouth, I’ll unload inside of you. You’ll be leaking my cum the rest of the day.”

Oh, good God. Yes. I knew this was a bad idea. It was borderline insane, but I wanted it. Everything he said, I wanted it.

I nodded my head.

His eyes narrowed, and his hand gripped my neck, squeezing. Then, he moved, sliding out, then slamming back in. His mouth was slightly open as his wild gaze never left mine. Every time I made a sound, his hand tightened on my throat.

Lifting my knees, I watched with my own clawing desperation for where he was taking me. We were flying there faster as our breathing grew heavier and came faster. Storm’s eyes dropped to my chest and seemed transfixed with my breasts as they moved with our bodies.

The moment my body hit the peak, I cried out. His hand left my throat, and then he covered my mouth with his. I jerked beneath him as his tongue mimicked the same act as our bodies. He let out a low, deep rumble before he let my mouth go. His eyes back on mine, he shuddered his release, shooting inside me. He didn’t close his eyes, but he looked into mine during his most vulnerable moment. It was more intimate than anything I’d ever done. I felt like I was looking into his soul. Seeing what was hidden from the world. His pleasure sent waves through his body at the height of his climax, and I watched it all unfold through those hazel depths.

We stayed like that as our bodies cooled. I was afraid of the moment he realized what we’d done. What he had let me see. I felt more exposed and rawer than I’d ever felt in my life. There was a new ache inside my chest that made it hard to breathe deeply. It was a level of terrifying I hadn’t been ready for.

Storm pulled from me, and I winced, knowing it was done. He would leave me here now. I’d be left with all these new feelings, and I wasn’t sure I could recover from this. He’d just … broken me somehow. Taken my soul while letting me get a glimpse of his.

I closed my eyes, unable to see him get up and leave as he lifted away from me. Then, his fingers slid into my tender opening, and they flew back open to see what he was doing. Storm’s attention was between my legs as he continued to … push his semen back into me.

When he lifted his eyes to meet mine, a crooked grin touched his face. “Not ready for it to leak out just yet. I want to make sure you’re marked completely.”

Shock wasn’t the word I’d use, but it was the closest one I could think of. “Wh-what?” I asked, staring at him, thinking I might have blacked out and I was dreaming.

“My cum, baby. I want it all inside of you,” he repeated as he cupped his hand over my vagina, like he was going to literally cover it so nothing could come out.

“Uh,” I said, wondering if I should pinch myself but deciding against it. I did not want to wake myself from this if it was a dream.

“I’m clean,” he said. “I was checked last week. I have the paperwork if you want to see it.”

Clean? Checked? Oh, yeah, he was currently holding his cum inside me.

“Wait!” I said as realization hit me. “Stop! I need to get up!”

I tried to move, frantic as I realized I’d missed my birth control pill last night. It was in my car.

“There is no way in hell I’m letting you move yet,” Storm replied, entirely too calm.

“Storm!” I said his name with urgency. “My birth control is in my car. I didn’t take it last night!”

He smirked. He literally smirked. Yep, I was dreaming. I relaxed. This was not real.

“One missed pill won’t get you pregnant.”

“You don’t know that,” I pointed out. Sure, it was a very small chance, but still.

Storm leaned over me while two of his fingers pushed up inside me. “You’re right. I don’t know,” he said as he began to pump his fingers in and out of me.

“Storm,” I breathed, trying not to get turned on.

“Yeah, baby?” he asked, pressing a kiss on my cheek, then my nose.

He was still calling me baby. What was actually happening?

“You don’t want me to get pregnant. ME. Remember? The woman you can’t stand?”

He paused and leaned back, staring down at me. “Does this feel like I can’t stand you?” he asked as he sank another finger inside me.

I shook my head.

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