Page 28 of Saving Bonnie

“No.”

The word escapes before I can catch it.

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Tino

The blasted woman wants to stop when I’m already buried inside her. Is it because of him? The douche who had her tripping over herself yesterday.

“This wet cunt, squeezing me so tight, would suggest otherwise,” I say through clenched teeth.

Her gasp fills the room. It’s the exact reaction I was going for. “No. You-you—”

“I took what you offered,” I remind her. “In trade for my services.” She’s clutching my wrist, but I’m not giving in that easily. I spread my fingers over her pussy, claiming what’s mine. I tunnel my middle finger between her folds, going right to where I was before.

“This pussy is mine,Bunny.” There can be no doubt. I circle her clit, sending another jolt through her body. “For another week.” Her arms and shoulders are tight, her muscles defined as she squirms. To her credit, she hasn’t told me to stop.

Bunny groans, leaning back against me and pulling away from my cock as we straighten. “Please.” A breathless plea.

I hook my arm under hers, going across her body, to stop at her neck. Capturing her, holding her against me without actually touching where I want.

Her pulse is hammering at her neck, and I have to fight the urge to put my mouth there. Not that she’s had a problem with having my mouth on her. Especially not last time, when she was melting into her bed with every stroke of my tongue.

She rests her chin to her shoulder, eyes downcast. Why won’t she look at me? Then she rolls in her bottom lip into her mouth, letting it slide out slowly.

Temptation… This woman doesn’t know who she’s messing with. But I’m not letting her off the hook.

“Tell me again you don’t want this when you’re on the verge of coming.” I curl my fingers over her wet folds. Her hand moves down to cover mine. She shifts her hips, pressing her incredible ass against me as she gains on my cock.

“I want you not to end it so fast.” Her lashes lift, and her eyes come up to meet mine. Her pupils are dilated, wide enough I may have gotten lost in them for a minute. But her glistening lip is calling to me, begging me to claim it while I still have the sense to do so.

The kiss I expected is sweet and searching. Like the one in the staircase. But Bunny is beyond that. Way beyond that. Her hungry mouth opens under mine while she brings my hands to her chest.

I close my fingers around her, taking the weight of her breasts in my palms, enjoying every curve she’s offered. The hard tips are begging for attention. I comply, taking pleasure in rolling them between my fingertips. She’s still covering my hands, pressing herself against me until her generous breasts are pushed over my grip.

Tightening my hold, I swallow the satisfying sounds of her response. I pinch harder, and she tears away from my mouth. Her whimper is somewhere between pleasure and pain, but she doesn’t release me. Instead, she rocks against me, teasing the tip of my cock until my hold on my control starts to crack.

I bend her over, burying myself inside her. The heat of her body surrounds me, and, for one brief moment, life is perfect.

As much as I’d like to stay where I am, I can’t. The need to move, to bring this woman to orgasm, is clawing at my gut. Soon, I’m driving into her, sending the loose bun at the top of her head tumbling to her shoulder. Bunny’s braced against the counter, the smooth slope of her back muscles drawing the eye down to her heart-shaped ass. Her legs are spread for me, her pussy greedy for every inch of cock I give her.

When she’s stifling a cry, and her legs start to tremble, I slip between her folds. My fingers glide over her clit, circling the little button and pushing her over the edge.

Her cry echoes in my ears as she tightens her grip around my cock. I’m lost, pressed against the cushion of her ass, my body slamming past the walls I’ve put up around myself.

Every ripple of her inner walls is an affirmation I can’t let this happen again.

CHAPTER NINE

Tino

This thing with Bunny wasn’t supposed to happen again, but for the third morning in a row we fuck after she showers. I at least manage to keep a distance. Once we’re done, she heads downstairs to start the day while I stretch out on her bed for a few hours of much-needed sleep.

Slinging my backpack over my shoulder, I glance toward the bed one last time. The bedspread has a few indentations showing I was there. Does that bother her when she comes back?

The single time I came in to find her asleep was enough to stay stuck in my head. She was peaceful despite nearly getting herself killed.

I thought there’d never be a sight more beautiful than Bunny’s bare ass. I was wrong. I prefer the last image I had of her in this bed. She came so hard, her legs were barely able to hold her. Never been much for eating pussy, but I made my point. And damned if I’m not tempted to call her up here and do it again. My cock stirs just thinking about it.

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