Page 19 of Sinful Sacrifice

“Put it on me,” I say, passing it to her.

I’m surprised at how stable her hands are as she rolls it over my throbbing dick.

As soon as it’s on, I press her back down onto the mattress, and she moans my name as I slam inside her.

Her body jolts up the bed at the impact.

Shutting my eyes, I do it again.

And again.

And again.

I dig my fingers into her hips, holding her in place, and fuck her hard.

So hard that she moves up the bed again.

So hard that she cries out with each thrust.

My hands lower to her thighs, inching them open as I increase my speed.

“Shiiit,” she says with a hiss of pain.

I still, knowing she’ll have bruises in the morning.

You should be gentler with her.

I drop her limp legs on the bed and inch back.

She scrambles forward to stop me, holding my face in her hands. “Don’t, Damien.”

I blink away the wetness in my eyes.

The hurt making its way to the surface.

The volcano finally ready to erupt its pain.

“Fuck me,” she says, raining kisses along my cheek, collecting the few tears beneath my eyes. “Use me. I’m right here.”

Gripping my shoulders, she lowers us again.

I’m back between her legs, and she widens them, rotating her hips to brush along my cock.

I pause, meeting her eyes, and she smiles while offering me a simple nod.

Lacing our fingers together, I slam them on the bed on each side of her head.

I take all her permission and pound into her, following the pace of my speeding heart.

She moans along with it, in sync with me, like we’re dancing to a favorite song we share. Her pussy is dripping, easily allowing me to slide in and out.

My balls smack against her pussy as I hike her hips up further. Sweat covers her chest. I lower her sports bra to lick it off and then suck on her nipple. In the same breath, I do the same with the other.

She pants above me.

My sweet dancer.

Loving my cock inside her.

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