Page 74 of A Game Of Love

The sounds that leave him urge me on. I want to make him feel good, to give him a safe way to let loose and burn off his excess energy.

His hands shake, his chest rises and falls as he squeezes his eyes shut, almost like he’s in pain.

“Open your eyes, Toby,” I whisper and grab the hem of my shirt.

His eyes blink open just as I toss my shirt to the floor.

“Fuck,” he growls, and then his mouth is on my breast.

I gasp as he sucks my nipple into his mouth, my arms wrapping around his head, holding him there as I start to fuck him faster.

The fire inside me starts to burn brighter. I need more.

“Don’t hold back, Toby,” I moan as he sucks hard before biting down and then soothing the pain away with his tongue. “Never with me.”

With each thrust of my hips, I can feel my arousal dripping down his cock, making a mess between the two of us.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he pants out, releasing my nipple with a pop before giving the other one the same treatment.

A shock of pleasure shoots through me, and my eyes roll back. “F-fuck,” I moan. “You won’t. I trust you, Toby. I know you would never hurt me.”

He releases me again, his wild eyes locked on mine. “You do?”

“I do.” I smile. “Give me your worst, Tobias Munro. I want every side of you.”

“Fuck,” he grunts, surging forward and kissing me so hard my head spins.

He wraps his arms around me, and the next thing I know, we’re on the carpeted floor. Toby pulls out of me long enough to get my shorts and his pants off before he’s covering me with his body again.

“You want to be fucked, Lilly?” He grabs one of my legs and hitches it over his hip before thrusting back into me.

I cry out, back arching off the floor.

“Yeah, you do,” he growls. “I can feel how much this needy little cunt wants me. Wants to be stuffed with my cock. You're such a dirty little slut for me, aren't you, Lilly?”

“Yes!” I sob out as he pounds into me without any mercy. Fuck, this feels amazing.

I feel like I’m high off of him. Every thrust of his hips has the tip of his cock hitting my sweet spot, making my body hum in ecstasy.

“Who’s dirty girl are you, Lilly?” he demands.

“Yours.” I claw at the carpet, my head tossing back and forth as the sounds of our skin slapping together fill the room.

“My what?”

“I’m your dirty girl. Your slut!” I cry out.

“Fucking right you are,” he snarls. “God, this cunt. So fucking tight. You’re so wet for me, Lilly. Fucking dripping down my cock, making such a mess. My messy girl.”

I can’t think straight. Not with the way he’s talking, making everything inside me ready to explode.

“Look at me, Lilly,” he commands. “Look at who’s owning this perfect fucking body.”

Not sure how, but I manage to get my eyes open. He’s a little fuzzy and unfocused. My thoughts are all over the place. I feel helpless, like I know what I want but it’s just out of reach.

“There she is,” he praises. “That’s my girl. My perfect fucking girl.”

“Toby,” I whimper, hands moving to his back. I cling to him as I arch my spine. He moves both my legs to wrap around his waist before leaning forward, holding himself up as he looms over me, fucking me into the floor.

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