Page 104 of Shattered Dreams

Her teeth bit into her bottom lip. “I won’t break.” She undulated her hips. “We’ve made out, made love, been tender …” Jo let herself fall back onto the bed and flipped over, wiggling her ass at me. “Fuck. Me.”

I felt my eyebrow rise, and my voice came out dangerously low. “I’m gonna destroy this pussy.”

“’Bout time.” She winked at me and lowered her front half to the bed. “It’s yours to destroy.”

Those words activated my lizard brain, and I smacked her ass before slamming my cock inside her.

“Ngh! Yes-s-s-s.” She hissed.

My fingers dug into her skin, and the headboard knocked against the wall with every thrust. I was a caveman, and she was my mate.

Jo met me thrust for thrust, moaning and squealing every time I bottomed out. Her pussy gripped my cock, squeezing and milking me. Sweat broke out over my skin, and the room smelled like sex.

My fingers slid against her sweat slicked skin, and I let go, letting her fuck me until the feeling came back into my hands. I smacked her luscious ass before I dug my fingers into her hips harder, holding on for the ride.

I felt every quiver and gush as she rode the wave of another orgasm.

She grabbed the pillow, shoving her face into it, biting down to stop from screaming.

My breaths came out in pants, and my balls slapped against the front of her pussy.

“Feel that?” I growled.

“Fuck.” She panted. “You keep tapping my … cl …” I watched her hand fist in the pillow as she turned her face into it.

“That’s my girl, lemme feel you come again.” I spanked her other cheek and pulled out slowly, feeling her follow me.

“I … I … can’t …”

“Yes, you can.” I curved my back and moved my hands to hold her thighs. “One more.”

“To … together.” She moaned. “Lemme …”

“You wanna feel me come?”

“Yes-s-s.” She hissed.

My hips bucked wildly and I felt my toes curl. “Get ready.”

“So ready.”

I slammed home a few more times and then held myself still when my orgasm rushed through me. I could feel her juices flowing over me, dripping down.

She deflated under me, and I followed her down to the bed, wrapping my arms around her and rolling us to our sides.

Neither of us spoke. We were too busy trying to breathe.

I felt her hand cover mine and interweave our fingers.

“Richie?” She sighed in contentment.

“Yeah, baby?”

“That …” She giggled. “Whew.”

“You said it.” I pressed a kiss to her head.

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