Page 244 of The Harbinger

She climbed onto the table, her heels resting on the edge, laying her pussy bare for me, my suspicions confirmed.

“Beautiful pink pussy.” I ran my knuckles over her wet flesh, parting her folds and delving into her tight cunt.

“Only for you.” She groaned with her head tipped back, her natural brown hair cascading to my table, the bleached hair she’d had before gone.

“That’s right, because if another man had touched you, I would have left pieces of him in your room.” I kissed her throat, then slipped down to her breast and bit the peaked nipple.

She gasped, my name a prayer on her lips mixed with a slur of curses.

“Do you pray to your God that way,milaya?”

She tipped her head forward, her gaze latching onto mine. “Youaremy god.”

Her blasphemous confession had me pulling my fingers from her wet cunt and driving my cock into her with a quick thrust. I grunted as she gasped, her nails digging into my back. I kept thrusting into her until she shuddered and screamed, her orgasm shooting through her, her body clenching mine with waves of trembling inner muscles.

A trickling sweat dribbled down my spine, followed by a chill. I pumped my hips into her, striving to feel her clench around me one last time.

“Did you stay on birth control?”

She nodded, and a slight moment of disappointment settled in my chest. What would it be like to have her belly swollen with my child, her breasts filled with milk?

Mia clawed her nails down my forearms, gripping her hips tight as I powered into her, my release closing in. “Come again, my pet. Let me feel your cunt grip my cock.”

She moaned, and the moment turned when her cell phone began ringing in her pants beside her head.

“Don’t stop. Don’t stop,” she cried, and a devious thought crossed my mind.

“Answer, Mia.”

Her eyes widened. “What?” She sucked her lower lip into her mouth.

“Answer your phone.”

“But…”

I slapped the side of her breast, and she cried out, my hips grinding into her.

Mia reached above her head and dug the phone from her pants pocket and looked at the phone. A long moan escaped her.

“Wait.”

I thrust harder, my fingers digging into her thighs as I pushed her wider, our wet slaps echoing in the room.

“Quickly, or my cum slut won’t get anything from me.”

Mia squeezed her eyes closed, my teeth gritting as I held on to my impending orgasm.

“Hello?” Her breathy voice slapped against me, and I stifled a groan.

“Hi. Mom.” She clamped down on her lower lip, her teeth indenting the plush flesh. “I’m running. Yeah. I decided to go for a quick jog.” I thrust harder, my fingers pinching and flicking her nipples. She cried out a winced away from the pain. “No. I’m fine, just stepped off the curb wrong,” she said, breathing heavily. “Yeah. I know I said I’d call. I just barely got into my hotel.” She moaned, her eyes pinched closed, her hand covering her mouth.

I leaned over her, my thrusts slowing as my pelvis ground against her clit, my kisses peppering her throat while her mother questioned her loud enough for me to hear.

“What was that?”

“Nothing,” she gasped. “I… my knee just hurts now.”

“You should be more careful. Make sure you put some ice on it when you get back to your hotel.”

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