Page 60 of A Bond with the Dark

Chasing my orgasm with his hungry dick, he flips me so I’m sideways, grabbing my breast as he continues to rock his body inside and out of me.

I want him to take control, to fuck me as hard as he can.

Fuck me til the bed breaks.

Fuck me to destruction.

His pace picks up, and his plunges deepen, answering my un-beckoned plea.

“Oh,” I groan, rolling my head back.

The plunges become so deep and hard that the bed's wooden frame collapses, sending us both slanting to the floor.

“Fuck,” he says as I crawl off the bed; he’s holding my hips as he follows me.

Once we’re level, I push him back with my ass so that he’s lying down, and I’m on top of him backward.

Spreading his legs, I slide my legs underneath his knees and bury his dick within me.

The position of his dick inside me from this angle brings me back to that ledge, and I moan, rocking back and forth until I start bouncing. Feeling my large breasts bounce with each recoil makes me hotter; I brace my hands on his knees and concentrate on moving my ass up and down on top of him. The sound of his moans light me up, and he grabs my hair again, making me look at the ceiling as I ride him.

“Cum for me,” he commands, and I continue to bounce on him, feeling the depth of him pierce me and cause me to explode again.

With a primitive growl, he grabs my hips and pulls me to the floor, his animalistic nature brimming as he feeds from my lips while he climbs on top of me. I swallow his kiss, drinking in this sexy fucking man and his pleasure.

“Fuck, Sayah, you’re so gods damned wet,” he says into my mouth without breaking his ravenous kiss. “I’m gonna cum.”

“Cum for me,” I command.

In the inhale of his drunken words, and with him, I began that climb once again.

Lifting my legs above his shoulders, he pretzels me, dipping into my world and pulling out, causing a detonation of the most luscious torment I’ve ever experienced. The height of this orgasm begins slowly, my entire body going liquid hot and tingly, starting in the middle and ricocheting outwards. Like the explosion of an atom bomb in slow motion, it scorches through me to my ends, growing in momentum as it pierces outward.

Pulling his dick out to the tip, he plunges in one last and final time, as deep as he can go, and the detonation of his own orgasm ignites with mine, causing the fiery combustion to destroy me.

The feeling of him letting go inside me is something out of another world. It feels like euphoria becomes hot little butterflies that release into my veins, and every pore feels numb and tingly.

He collapses on top of me, his chest heaving, the remnants of my orgasm cementing me to the floor.

“What the fuck?” he breathes, laying his head on my bare breasts. We both lay breathless, letting the feeling of euphoria consume us.

“Yeah,” I say on an exhale, twisting my fingers in his brown hair. “What the fuck is right.”

“I’ve never. . .” The sentence is unfinished, but the unspoken words say more than I could ever say.

“Mmm-hmm,” I reply breathlessly, the stars still shooting across my vision.

“You are amazing,” he says into my nipple, cupping my breast and kissing it. “And so are these.”

Feeling his chest rise as he laughs, I return the giggle. “Thank you.”

“Mmm, you are most welcome.”

“You are really good at that,” I rasp through an exhale. “It’s like you were reading my mind.”

“That was nothing,” he returns, propping his head on his elbow to look at me. “I’m a bit out of practice. Wait until next time, I’ll go all night long.”

If that was him out of practice . . .

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