Page 29 of Vengeful Rotten Casualties

My cock spreads apart her pussy lips and pushes inside ever so slightly and she arches, wiggling her lower half down. I smirk, unable to help myself. Her inner walls are practically clinging to me, sucking me inside, tempting me so ridiculously that it’s a wonder I can even breathe or think.

“Fine then,” I say, panting. “You want it? Then you can have it.” I thrust all the way to the hilt in one go and her spine arches. A scream erupts from her throat and her nails scratch at me once more.

“Luc!”

I close my eyes and relish the sound of my name on her lips. She’s so fucking tight, clamping down all over me. “Fuck, pretty girl,” I murmur. “Are you trying to strangle my cock or break it?”

There’s no reply from Micki. She’s too delirious to formulate words. No. Instead, she lays under me—eyes wide open, but unseeing. I grip her face and direct her attention back to me.

“Say my name again,” I demand as I pull out and fuck back into her. “Tell me who’s fucking you, Micki.”

“Y-you are,” she whispers, shivering in my arms. Her chest pumps up and down, her little nipples pebbled into tight buds. My mouth waters, but I’m not done with her yet.

“Who am I?” My words come out through clenched teeth as I pound her pussy.

“Luc… Luc… you—you’re Luc—my Luc.”

“That’s right, baby,” I groan as I press into something inside of her. Her body locks up and if possible, her inner walls clamp down even harder. Dragging animalistic sounds straight out of my throat. “Yours—I’m yours. And you’re mine. You wanted this cock, right? Then take it. Take it like you want it.”

Micki’s head pushes back into the pillows and she shakes, trembling all over. Her nails finally retract from my arms, but I don’t stop fucking her. In fact, I go harder. Gripping both hands around her hips, I slam into her pussy, bottoming out so hard that I know it has to hurt. If she feels any pain, though, she doesn’t show it. Instead, she claws at the sheets, moving her hands up and cupping her own breasts. She pinches her nipples, twisting them between her fingertips. Words begin to fall from her lips.

“Harder,” she whimpers. “Oh, fuck … Luc, please. Harder. Fuck me. Fuck me. I-I’m almost—oh God!”

“Do you want to come, pretty girl?” I ask. “You want to come on my cock?”

“Yes!” she screams, her voice breaking at the end of the word as she practically sobs. She’s on the precipice—almost there—I can sense in the rippling waves of how she clamps down on me. I slow down.

Her head jerks up. “No!” Micki releases herself and slaps her hands against my chest. It’s so fast and unexpected that when she shoves me over, I lose my momentum and I go.

My back presses into the mattress and she climbs on top of me, her long blonde hair hanging in strands as she lifts up, grabs my cock, and pushes it back inside of her soaking wet insides. “Jesus.” My head snaps back as she sinks all the way down onto me—deeper than before. I didn’t know it was possible.

She starts to ride me, sliding her pussy along my length and then slamming back down, taking her own pleasure when I meant to make it last. “Don’t fucking tease me, Luc,” she practically growls, hands pressed down against my hard abdomen.

I suck in breath after breath. “You like the tease,” I manage to squeeze out.

“Not now,” she snaps back, fucking herself onto my dick like a she-demon. “I want what I want and I don’t like being denied.”

I bare my teeth back at her as I can feel myself start to tense. I reach for her hips, gripping her tight and before she can stop me, I piston myself into her. Anchoring my feet onto the bed, I thrust up into her pussy in sharp, shallow movements until I swear to God I can reach into her stomach. Every time I do, I can see the thin layer of skin on her stomach jerk where my cock penetrates and pushes her insides.

Fuck, am I really hurting her?The brief fear forces me to slow my thrusts. Before I can ask, however, another growl erupts from her.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” she says threateningly. Her nails dig into me, making me arch my hips and hiss through my teeth in response. “I’m not glass, Luc,” she continues. “I want this, andI want you to fuck me like you want me too.”

There’s no question in my mind. I do. I want her. I’ve wanted her for years and I don’t think there will ever be a moment in my life when I don’t. Gripping her hard, I turn, rolling both of us until we’re damn near on the edge of the bed. Her neck arches, but I reach down and lift her up with a palm on the back of her skull.

I push her lips apart with my tongue, as I move my other hand to one of her legs. I spread it up and out, arching it up and over my shoulder as I fuck into her with incredibly long thrusts. Feeding her my dick with harsh and yet, somehow, loving movements. I don’t want to fuck her like I’d fuck anyone else. She’snotanyone else. She’s Micki. My best friend. My first and last love. She deserves far better.

“Just like that, pretty girl,” I pant, pulling my lips away as we both gasp for air. Oxygen fills my lungs, burning its way down my throat. Micki’s big eyes are glossy, clouded by lust and pleasure. It pours through both of us, starting at the base of my spine and moving its way up and outward until it takes over my entire body. I’m practically vibrating with it, clenching my teeth to hold back, to wait for her.

I want her to fall first. I want to see the face she makes when she comes all over my dick like she came on my hand and face. “You want me to take you like I want you,” I whisper against her flesh. “I can’t take you any other way, Micki. I’ll always want you. No matter what you do. No matter who else you’ve been with. I want you for the soul inside, not for the body.”

Tears streak down the sides of her face, sliding over her temples and into her hairline. “Luc… oh, fuck, I can’t breathe.” She begins shaking, her body contracting and tightening.

Fuck, I’m gonna come.My jaw tightens until it threatens to crack.No, not yet. Wait—wait for her.She’s right there on the edge. All I need to do is help her over it.

“Come, baby girl,” I say. “Come on my dick. Soak me with your pussy. I know you want to. You want to mark me, don’t you?”

Her head nods, but she’s delirious. I’m not even sure if she’s hearing my words anymore. She’s trembling so hard in my arms as if she’s completely lost herself, but I don’t want that. I want her to find something here. I want her to find the truth.

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