Page 97 of Pinkie Promise

“I can’t believe this is h-happening,” he groans, pushing his forehead into mine.

I cross my ankles tightly over the rolling muscles in his back and he buries his face in my neck, the jerks of his hips becoming rougher and sloppier.

He traces his thumb down my naval until he reaches my sensitised nub and my breasts rise and fall, out of control.

“Please,” I whimper, wriggling beneath him and begging him to push me over the line.

He exhales harshly against my skin, his cock slipping in and out at a maddening pace.

“Gonna let me finish you?” he asks gruffly, his thumb a millimetre away from where I need it.

I push my breasts up against his pecs and whisper, “Make me yours.”

His thumb presses down against my clit and my back arches off the mattress, a loud whimper catching in my throat as he pumps himself inside of me.

“How’d it get even tighter?” he groans, his voice pained as he caresses at my nub.

My body tenses and explodes, and I grip my fingers into his thick hair, gasping in pleasure as he starts thrusting even faster.

He grunts hard against my cheek as I moan and fall limp, and then he sits up on his splayed knees, his palms gripping either side of my belly.

“Gonna stay on your back for me?” he asks, his voice so low that my core clenches.

I nod my head and he smirks, pleased.

He smacks his palm hard against one of his shoulders and orders, “Legs up here, baby.”

We lift my trembling legs up to his shoulders and he slowly slides his length back inside.

“Oh yeah, atta girl,” he grunts, sliding quickly in and out. “Almost there, baby, I promise.”

We both moan desperately, his movements turning frantic, and the second that he leans down to kiss me his hips jolt ruthlessly and he begins to come undone.

Fast, rough strokes, with his abs smacking firmly against the backs of my thighs, his palms squeezing at my breasts as he licks his tongue furiously against mine.

“I’m there, baby, I’m there,” he grunts, thrusting with an anguished expression on his face. He pumps himself a few more times and then he drops his weight on top of me, a low rumbling sound in his throat before he slowly pulls himself out.

I make a small whimper at the loss and he pulls me against him, kissing me hard. One hand cups at my cheek as the other rolls off the condom.

“My girl,” he whispers, kissing at my blushing cheeks. “This is how it’s gonna be, Fallon, just the two of us. You being all mine, and me being all yours.”

I’m sleepy and overwhelmed but there’s just enough wherewithal left inside to make me tenderly rub his pinkie with mine as I cuddle up to him.

“You promise?” I whisper, laughing as he kisses the tip of my nose.

A satisfied smile pulls at his lips and he wraps our pinkies together. “Yeah, baby. I promise.”

Chapter 25

Hunter

I reach up with a groan, tucking one of my hands behind my head and tangling the other up in Fallon’s soft hair. Her flushed pink cheek is squished against one of my pecs and her arms are draped loosely over my shoulders.

I stroke firmly at the back of her neck and she releases a tiny moan, making the muscle between my thighs thicken and throb.

Easing my hand from its position between me and the pillow, I take a quick peek under the covers and bite back a smirk.

Fallon’s legs are wrapped around one of my thighs and her little ass is out, looking all round and tempting.

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