Page 35 of The Hand that Frays

I can use that.

She pulls her pussy off my fingers, breathing through the climax she just ruined with an angry groan.

Lifting my soaked fingers to my lips, I suck her flavor off as my other hand slaps the brand on her ass. “Good girl.”

She’s panting through the ache in her body when I shove her forward into the moss and leaves. The ground is wet and cold, and she hisses against the feel as I crowd over her back, skimming her ear with my lips.

“I’m going to fuck you on the floor of this forest like agoddamned animal. You’re going to leave here with my cum leaking from your body as evidence of the beast you wandered across in the dark,” I whisper, dragging the tip of my cock over her heated entrance.

She’s gripping leaves to remain sane, but she and I know it’s a lie. She’s as fucking deranged as I am.

And I love it.

She’s cocked one leg up, giving me easy access to my favorite fucking hole to sink into, and I do so slowly and easily.

“Neo, fuck…” she groans.

My eyes roll back as her cunt grips onto me tightly.

Too tight.

I won’t fucking last.

I pull out, and she cries out.

The sound reverberates off the trees of the forest.

“You’re too fucking good,” I whisper against her neck, sinking my teeth into the flesh of it and turning her scream into something that could be mistaken as fear.

The illusion of said fear races delusion in my veins, and I sink my teeth deeper as I slam my cock into her.

She presses into the ground, flattening herself so I can fuck her as intensely as this position will allow.

Fuck, she’s too good.

Even though I degrade her, she knows it.

She fucking knows it.

It’s her weapon against me, and she’s adept at wielding it with expert marksmanship.

“Lyla,” I whisper, losing myself in the feel of her gripping me, milking me.

“Please, please, let me come,” she begs, and pride beams beneath the layer of hedonistic arousal, slamming my veins.

“Come for me, take me with you,” I plead, lost in her as I always am.

From the time she wakes until she curls up in my arms at night, I’m lost in the universe that is Lyla fucking Wade.

She screams through her orgasm, her body quivering beneath mine, her cunt trembling around me like an earthquake.

“Fuckkkk,” I drawl out as my orgasm chases hers.

My eyes nearly cross as I erupt inside of her, gripping the back of her head to stay steady, sinking my teeth into her shoulder through her thin jacket as I feel her come once more around me.

When we’re done, I roll onto my back beside her.

She giggles and rolls onto her back, letting her legs fall open.

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