Page 58 of Fourth Wall

“What a good listener, my little brat.” He smiled again before I felt his warmth against my core. Within seconds, he pushed inside me as he groaned.

“Holy.” He thrust a little deeper. “Fucking god. You are so tight.”

“You were made for me,” he said before plunging into me. I sobbed from how tight it all felt.

“You must say that to everyone,” I simply responded. He paused and looked down at me.

“I told you I won't lie to you again. I’ve never told anyone that.” He pulled out only to thrust into me again. “It’s the truth.”

Then we were fucking. He was on top of me, and my arms reached around his back to hold him for support as he continued to thrust in and out. We were a symphony of moans and wails as both of us buried ourselves deep in our starved hunger. Our hands were all over each other as if we couldn’t get enough. Together, we were one.

Quickly, he turned me around so I sat on him.

“Come here,” he murmured. I bounced on top of him a few times before leaning down.

“When you first moved in, you asked me why I had a TV above my bed.” I nodded quickly, desperate for more of him, knowing I was so close to exploding. “Look up.” I arched back and looked up to see the erotic scene.

There I was with my nipples hard and bouncing, sitting on top of his cock as he splayed out underneath me. I felt powerful. I honestly don’t think I felt like I looked this beautiful in a long time. I looked strong, in control, and ravenous.

“I-I look beautiful,” I quickly added. “We look like we were always meant to be.” My voice was low and raspy.

“We do, my little firecracker,” he repeated in a soft, warm tone that filled my chest.

I turned down to look him in his eyes.

I gripped his chest, digging my nails into his skin and pulling his face closer to me. “Look at me,” I demanded. He happily obliged as I moved up and down on top of his thick length. In this position, I could feel every part of him. I was done. I could feel the buildup at the very brink of an explosion inside me.

With a few more thrusts, I arched above him once more, screaming in pleasure as my orgasm erupted throughout my entire body. Within seconds, he followed, filling me up with him. Sweat beading down my forehead and feeling utterly exhausted, I pulled off him and collapsed next to him.

There were a few long pauses where we both basked in whatever happened between us before anyone said anything.

“Holy shit.” His voice was harsh as if he had been screaming, which I guess he had.

“I would say the same.” I turned to face him.

“Come here.”

I curled up next to him while he wrapped his large, tattooed arms around me.

“Firecracker,” he murmured as he buried his head into my hair. “Let me run you a bath.”

“Mmm.” That was all I could get out. He got out of bed and gently lifted me to the bathtub in our bathroom, where he sat me down, then turned on the water.

“I'm coming in, too.”

“You won’t fit.” I laughed as I curled my legs up to see if I could make room for him.

“Bet.” He positioned himself on the other side of our freestanding tub and managed to get in as the water ran down my back. I had to lift my legs to rest on the tops of his.

“We didn’t use a condom,” I said aloud.

“I don’t have anything. I get tested every so often with the VA still.”

“Me too,” I responded, knowing I had just gone to the doctor for my annual.

“I’ve never done that before,” he whispered.

Once the tub was filled, I turned to shut the water off as he grabbed my now soapy toes and gave me a kiss.

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