Page 84 of Consume Me

“Take.” Thrust. “All.” Thrust. “Of.” Thrust. “Me.”

My fingers dig deeper into the earth. “I am.”

“You are. Your cunt squeezes me so tight, makes me lose my fucking mind.”

“Good.”Lose your mind over me the way I am losing mine over you.

“That’s not good. Not for you.”

It sounds like a threat, one I hope he keeps. I don’t want to be anyone else’s but his.

“Look at me, my thoroughly fucked girl.” I get the impression he’s not just talking about him fucking me, but something else too.

I look over my shoulder, and when our eyes lock, potent emotions grip me in their claws. I can’t escape him. I never will.

“Those silver eyes of yours are my fucking undoing. This pussy is my damn perdition.”

And all I want is to be his peace.

Every muscle in me trembles, yet he keeps up the hard and deep thrusts. I take it, meeting him push for push.

A slap resounds, sharp and unexpected, before landing squarely on my ass.

“This is for flaunting yourself in front of me, too fucking tempting to resist.”

Good god, I think I’m going to die from the intensity.

Another slap follows, even harder this time. I half yelp, half moan.

“This is for putting your mouth on someone else. Your mouth will kiss only me and suck only my cock.”

A third one comes, and he presses, “Am I fucking clear?”

“Got it, only you. It’s too much, please…”

“What is too fucking much, huh?” He smacks my ass at the same time he pushes inside of me, and I shout my pleasure, not caring if the entire planet hears me. I’m having an out-of-body experience, but he has a vise grip around my throat, tethering me to him. I choke on a breath as he holds me to him, pressing his back against mine and not moving, making me take all of him.

“You get it now? Try to escape me, Silver.”

I get it.He thinks it’s too much, that I can’t take it. Smiling, I turn to face him. “I don’t want to.”

A groan of satisfaction rumbles in his throat as he splays his hands on my cheeks and spits into the crack of my ass. “Marked, fucked, dirtied up. Am I still the one you want, even as I turn you into my personal slut?”

He’s the only one I want.

Pushing his thumb inside my asshole, he adds, “I haven’t even stretched your pussy good enough to take my cock without a struggle, and I want this asshole as well.”

“Oh my god…”

Another slap cracks through the air. I am going to be so sore and sensitive once he’s done with me.

“Calling for God when you’re being fucked by a sinner… Sorry, Silver, but you’re at my mercy.”

Every thrust tears me apart and puts me back together. Blake brings me to the point of nearly passing out, and then he slows down again. Every muscle in my body constricts with the maddening rhythm and the blissful stimulation of my walls as I feel every ridge, every inch, again and again. He must feel it too, because he grips my chin and slams his mouth against mine. I come so hard, moaning my release in his mouth while he pats my pussy, prolonging my orgasm. Tears well in my eyes, and he licks them off my face before he pulls me up, putting my back to the trunk of a tree.

I hold on to him, locking my arms around his neck while he lifts me up by the ass. With the other hand, he guides himself to my pussy.

“You’re going to kill me.”

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