Page 12 of He Sees You When You're Sleeping

The breath leaves me in a harsh whoosh at the impact, but he doesn’t care as he slams back inside me. The candy cane is still deep inside me but forgotten as he grips my knees and pulls them to my chest.

“Rub your fucking clit,” he growls. “Don’t fucking stop until you come all over my cock, you understand me?”

I nod frantically, still trying to catch my breath. He doesn’t slow down, doesn’t stop—he just fucks into me at a brutal pace.

His eyes are locked on mine, the softness from earlier gone and replaced with a darkness I love. My back arches as my release barrels closer, my tits bouncing with each thrust. I suck in a huge breath, ready to scream through my orgasm, but his hand wraps around my throat and squeezes.

“You said you wanted me to fuck you until you passed out,” he grunts. “So pass the fuck out.” His hand shakes as he tightens his grip. My eyes meet his again, my mouth opens on a silent shriek. “I’m not letting go until you pass out. And when you do, I’m fucking your ass until you bleed.”

God.

I love him.

My hand is a blur over my clit as I work myself higher. I feel my body vibrating, and with every swipe of my fingers, I’m teetering closer. “God, just fucking come,” he snarls. “I can’t hold on much longer.”

“Hit me,” I choke out, my voice a whisper, but he hears me loud and clear.

With one hand still squeezing my throat, he brings the other up and slaps my face. My head snaps to the side, and stars dance in my darkening vision, but it’s not enough. Not yet.

“Again,” I plead. “Harder.”

I feel him hesitate, but when I meet his gaze again, he must see the truth—I need this. And I need him to do it.

He rears his hand back and slaps me so fucking hard, I swear if my head wasn’t connected to my neck, it would roll across the floor. A ringing sounds in my ears, and the pain that radiates through my head and neck is unlike any other.

He lets go of my neck, moving both hands to my breasts. He gropes them roughly before digging his nails into my nipples. “You okay, baby girl?” he asks, his thrusts slowing.

“Don’t stop,” I cry. “Don’t fucking stop.”

I’m not sure if I’m screaming or crying or a combination of both. All I know is that one second I’m alive, and the next I’m soaring. Pleasure explodes in my body, frying every single one of my nerve endings. I can’t do anything but convulse as he fucks into me at a savage pace, his face the only thing I see.

His lips are pried away from his teeth, and he’s snarling like a wild beast. Sweat drips from his brow, soaking into my skin as he tosses his head back, roaring his release. He holds me tightly as his cum fills me, overflowing and sliding down the back of my thighs. The veins in his neck strain, and his entire body goes red.

He looks incredible.

Slowly, he drops his gaze to mine, and we stare at each other, sharing something I’ve never felt with anyone else.

Love.

With the gentleness of someone picking up a baby bird, he cups my cheek. I lean into his touch and press a kiss to his palm.

“Did I hurt you?” he murmurs, his eyes melting into that warm pool of darkness again. “Are you okay?”

“That was amazing.” I beam up at him, smiling so wide my cheeks hurt. He lets out a soft laugh before he leans over my body and presses a kiss to my lips. It lingers, and is full of heat and sweetness, like cinnamon cookies.

As he pulls away, it takes all I have not to reach for him again. But that would be pathetic. He wanted a quick and dirty fuck—he doesn’t want a clinger.

But it’s hard, feeling him slip from me before taking the candy cane out. And it’s hard watching as he leans back on his knees to stare down at me.

I crave his gentle touch, his gentle words, but I can’t seem to ask for them.

Instead, I just smile up at him, and try to hide the loneliness that blooms in my chest.

jack

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She’s never looked more beautiful. Her face is rosy from the slaps, and her body is flushed from her intense release. I don’t want to move her legs off me yet, in case she’s too sore. But there’s something vulnerable in her gaze that guts me.

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