Page 78 of Absolution

She rocks her hips, meeting my thrusts, screaming as the walls of her pussy convulse, squeezing me hard. I intensify my pounding, absolutely loving the sight of the thrashing woman on the bed before me. Every nerve in me focuses with a razor blade’s sharpness into one single point.

“Fuck, Kerry,” I groan. “Are you protected?”

“No!” she cries, and her eyes fly open. “Don’t come in me.”

For a moment my mind spins. Why not?

I pull out. So fucking close. I may be a monster, but I’m not forcing a child on her.

Again.

Even though it turned out amazing the first time.

I grab her arms and spin her around, leaving her lying on her back with her head resting on the edge of the bed, right in front of my cock.

“Don’t move. And don’t fucking safeword anything.”

“That’s not how it works,” she gasps.

“Shut up and open your mouth.”

A shudder runs through me as I push inside. I let her taste me and my cock twitches in anticipation. Then I push deeper, and deeper, and begin to thrust, and oh my fucking God. It’s incredible.

Kerry gags and pushes at my thighs as tears drip along her cheeks. I let her draw a breath, and as I thrust in her throat again, I lean over and put my hand between her legs, sliding along the wet slit, finding her rear entrance, pushing inside both holes, matching my thrusts.

Heat rushes to my cock, immense, scorching heat, and my mind goes blank as I come in her mouth. Hard. Her pussy begins to spasm around my fingers again, as does her ass. I already know I’m going there. I’ll tie her up, I’ll make her come until she begs me to stop. I’ll make her fucking safeword her own pleasure, because she just can’t take anymore.

I pull out and fall to my knees, cupping her cheeks in my hands. Kerry lies absolutely still, only her eyes move, darting between mine. I tilt my head, trying to compensate for her upside-down position, then I look her over, wondering where my load went. “Did you swallow?”

Kerry scoffs, turns over on her belly and pulls the comforter to her, trying to drape it over her back. “I had no choice or I’d choke.”

I can’t help grinning. “I fucking love you.”

Sitting up, groaning when her butt touches her heels, and quickly changing position, she gives me a dark gaze. “You’re not right in the head.”

“Don’t go mouthy on me again.”

Her eyes soften and a shudder runs through her. “I’m cold,” she whispers.

“Come here, babe.” I lift her and move her so I can lie down beside her, then I find my way under the comforter too, pulling her into my embrace. For a moment she resists, holds back. There’s distrust, and I don’t like it, but I don’t blame her. I’ll never be her knight in shining armor, but I’ll protect her, and our baby until the day I die, and she’ll learn to trust that.

When Kerry finally relaxes, and snuggles closer, my heart jolts with pure happiness. I caress her hair, her cheek, letting my thumb follow the contour of her lower lip.

“You’re so beautiful,” I whisper.

She’s quiet. I look down, meeting her eyes. A whole slew of emotions pass through them and I can’t believe how someone can have so many expressions. She looks me over, hair, eyes, nose, mouth, back to my eyes.

“So are you,” she finally says.

I almost crush her to me. She can’t possibly know how much she means, how deep she has rooted herself in me. I can only hope she feels at least a fraction of the same for me.

I wake from the sound of flushing water in the adjacent bathroom. Stretching, I feel like a big cat who got his cream. There’s a sense of calm in me. We’ll figure this out, we’ll find our way in the mess that is our lives. We’ll sleep some more, but then I’m taking her again. Images of how I tie her up, fuck her, spank her until she matches her word with the color of her butt – red – flash before me, and my cock twitches. Or maybe we won’t sleep.

When she emerges, she has pulled on sweatpants and a T-shirt. Her eyes are glossy and the tip of her nose is a little red.

“That’s not—”

Kerry crosses her arms over her chest, her lips tightening. “What did you do to Chloe?”

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