Page 32 of Come Inside

Hollowing my cheeks, I began to experiment, using his noises as guidance. I found he particularly liked it when I tongued his tip before pushing him aggressively down my throat.

After repeating a few times, he let out a particularly loud groan.

“Fuck, no more.” In an impressive move, he used his hand in my hair to pull me off his cock and his other to bring me to my feet.

Letting go of my hair, he reached between us.

“Yara,” he growled the word, gently gliding the plug out of my cunt. Before any of his cum could escape, he was lifting me and filling me with his cock.

“James,” I gasped out, wrapping my legs around him and burying my head into his neck.

Somehow this was different from just earlier tonight. I was more comfortable.

If after less than one night I was already this familiar with him? This trusting?

How long will it take for him to get close enough to ruin me?

“Fuck, I’ve got you.” He turned the shower off and walked us back to the bedroom, dripping water with every step.

This moment was reminiscent of how our night began, but this time when he sat back on the bed, his cock was fully buried inside.

Sitting on him caused it to push even further in. Stretching me past the point of before.

“Fuck!” I screamed the word out, leaning back and shutting my eyes in bliss as he began to pump into me from below, his large hand coming up to pinch and rub on my clit.

“So beautiful. Such a good girl taking this cock. Letting it stretch you. Put your hands on my shoulders–hold on tight.”

That was the only warning I got before he began to thrust hard beats up into me. My fingernails digging into his skin, leaving crescent marks in their wake.

For just a moment, it was like I was riding a fucking bull before his free hand caught me on the waist and held me in place.

Everything was overwhelming, the sensations, the heat of his skin, the fullness, the connection.

In the chaos of our bodies movement, his eyes met mine, they swirled with pure unadulterateddevotion.

The dam exploded, my body convulsing around him.

He slowed his movements, his hands coming up to cup my face, his lips pressing to mine. I swirled my hips on him as his tongue invaded my mouth, and he groaned, intensifying the kiss.

Only a moment later, I felt it as he came inside me. Again. I was thoroughly wet and mostly ruined at this point.

I pulled back from his lips and squirmed to get up, but he didn’t let me.

“Stay like this for a bit?” he asked, shifting us up on the mattress.

I acquiesced, allowing him to manhandle me and resting against him, my face burrowing into his scratchy chest.

Relaxing into a post sex haze.

After a bit, the heat of our moment slowly faded and the realization of what we had done turned my cheeks pink.

I shifted a bit trying to escape again, but before I could, he caught my chin with his hand, forcing me to look him into his eyes.

His eerily familiar eyes.

“You know I don’t want this to be a one-time thing,” James murmured, watching me carefully.

“I thought I was too young for you?” I reached between us, jabbing him lightly in his chest. But I had already decided to continue down this path. I wouldn’t ghost him like I did every other man I crawled into bed with.

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