Page 158 of When Hearts Collide

“Can’t get off, you filthy girl?” I bite the lobe of her ear and she melts against me, her body moving desperately against my finger. “Let me show you how it’s done.”

I insert my ring finger into her hole to join my middle finger and thrust my index finger into her tight pussy. My other hand reaches to her front and my fingers flick little circles around her clit.

“Ryland!” she screams when I hammer my digits inside her, listening to the slurping sounds of her body accepting my invasion.

“F-Fucking shit, o-oh my shit,” she chants, her body thrashing in front of me.

“You’re strangling my fingers like a good little slut. Are you ready for the main event?” I rasp, my cock moving up and down her backside, eager to join the party below.

“Y-Yes.” Her legs tremble and I press my body tighter against her, holding her up.

My breathing is ragged as I take out my fingers and replace it with my cock. I press a kiss at the sensitive whorl of her ear and whisper, “Tell me if it’s too much.”

Slowly, I thrust home.

My pre-cum drips over my dick, which, combined with her wetness I spread to her rosebud earlier, act as lubricant, and her tight little asshole swallows me up eagerly, inch by inch.

She whimpers but pushes back, her hand grabbing my fingers and tugging it toward her clit.

“Shit, you’re so tight. Yes, that’s it. Relax. You’re doing so well, such a fucking good girl.”

I let out a guttural moan as I move against her. My fingers tease her clit, flicking and plucking the hardened nub the way she likes it, and she shakes violently against me.

“Yes, baby…you’re mine. All of you,” I groan, the pleasure clouding my senses and I move faster, strumming her clit to the rhythm of my cock in her ass. Then I slide two fingers into her wet pussy.

She shrieks, her screams echoing in the forest, and her head lolls back against my chest. I see her eyes glazed and unfocused, her lips parted. She looks delirious and fuck if that doesn’t make me even harder.

My other hand wraps around the slender column of her neck and I squeeze, watching her pale skin, glistening with sweat, turn pink.

Her thrashes turn into kicks—my little lark gets off in the fight, but she knows a simple three taps anywhere on my body will stop everything. I hold on tighter, watching her breathing stutter. Scalding pleasure gathers in my loins, and my vision blackens at the corners.

“You have no idea what you do to me. How much I fucking love you…to the fucking ends of the earth,” I growl. “Feel my fingers on your clit and pussy, baby? Your pussy is trembling and weeping for me. Do you know how tight your ass feels all wrapped up around my cock? God, you’re spectacular.”

My hips move faster, my body completely dominating hers. All rational thoughts leave my mind, and I’m only left with my core instincts, my need to conquer, to run, to be free. My cock thickens and swells, the squelching sounds a soundtrack that’ll be imprinted in my mind forever.

Millie’s thrashes turn erratic, and her gasps for breath become short drags, her skin flushing into dark pink.

“Now, be a good student and come for me. Squeeze out all my cum from my throbbing dick.”

I give her clit one last swirl and release my hand around her neck.

She screams and liquid gushes out of her pussy, where my fingers are hammering inside her, curling against her G-spot, and my cock is tunneling in and out of her ass.

“Yes. Yes. Yes!” I roar, her orgasm triggering mine, and electrifying pleasure rushes down my body like water bursting through a dam. I hold her tightly and empty myself inside her, my lips peppering kisses wherever I can reach, my eyes seeing stars.

Slowly, I roll my hips and massage her pussy, dragging out our high as our breathing slows and cries turn into moans and mewls.

“You’re an animal,” she whispers minutes later, a dreamy smile on her face.

“Only for you.” I tug my bottom lip between my teeth and bite back a grin. I swat her curvy bottom. “Come on, let’s get ready for your graduation and the celebrations later. We don’t want to be late.”

Pomp and Circumstance plays loudly on the speakers as I stand below the stage, waiting for my name to be called to receive my diploma. My fingers smooth over my black graduation gown before adjusting my cap.

Jitteriness flows through my veins as I look at the throngs of people sitting in the crowded auditorium, my eyes sweeping through the audience until they land on Adrian, Emily, and Dad. Next to them are my girls.

They’re standing up. Adrian is cheering even though it’s not my turn yet. Taylor flashes me a peace sign, Grace jumps up and down while clapping, and Belle hollers something sounding like my name. Joss is next to them, her visit coincidentally lining up with my graduation ceremony. She cups her hands over her mouth and lets out an excited screech.

“Millie Callahan,” the MC announces, and the shrieks and cheers rise in volume.

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