Page 132 of Breaking Away

“Fuck!” he snarls.

My breath out is a whistle. “I need all of you. More, more, more…”

My chant makes him snap. Suddenly, he’s fucking me properly, lewd smacking filling the room as his length relentlessly stretches me.

My breasts bounce faster and faster. I’m mindless. I don’t come like this, but I feel it. The pull of an orgasm, pressing down on me, but still not close enough to touch. The corners of my eyes leak tears.

“I want to, but I won’t come,” I mumble, trying to make him understand. He’s big and I’m stuffed by this thickness, but it’s overwhelming.

“What do you need, Princess?”

“You.”

He won’t get what that means. I barely get what that means. But maybe he does, because he starts talking.

“You get me. You have me. Try. Will you try for me? Otherwise, I’ll fuck you with my tongue again. Did you like that? Because I fucking loved it.”

My pussy ripples on him. He can feel it. I know because he groans his satisfaction. “Good girl. Take it. Take me. You have no idea how much I want you.”

I’m gasping and clenching again. Desire grows hotter inside me. His words are what it takes. The dirty talk. All I can do is moan, “Pleaseeee.”

“Beg me, Princess. Tell me I can tie you up and keep you in my bed. That you’ll let me have you. Can I fill you with my loads? Every morning and night, I’ll feed your pussy with my cock. Would you like that? Do you want my cum to drip down your legs?”

My eyes flutter shut. They might be rolling back. The shakes are starting again.

“That’s it, love. You can take it a bit more. You’re doing so fucking good. A little longer.”

Every roll of his hips has him fucking me, thrusting his cock in and out.

“Just one more orgasm, Princess. Give me one more. We’ll get there together. Do you think you can do that? Tell me it feels good.”

“I’m so full. So full.”

“Is that what you want? Do you want to be full of me?”

A tear drops down my cheek. That chord that’s never come alive like this before strums tighter.

My emptiness is all gone. I’m sore. Being used. And it feelssogood.

“I can spend all night inside you,” he promises. “Every night, Princess. Do you know that? Look at you taking me like this. Look at you taking my cock.”

My toes curl.

“Tell me what you need. I’ll give it to you. I’ll give you everything. Let me have it, love. Tell me everything you need.”

Him.

The answer shakes me, and my chord snaps. I come, shuddering and shuddering and shuddering on top of him. My limbs are quaking as his thrusts lose rhythm and become frantic. He doesn’t last long, filling my pussy with warmth.

Dmitri’s face buries into my hair as he groans and grunts.

There’s a few last strokes as he fucks his release deeper inside me, and then everything stills.

Before my eyes close, there’s a final thought that crosses my mind.

What I absolutely need…

When did it become him?

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