Page 23 of What Doesn't Kill Us

And my name.

My fucking name.

I straighten, removing my now-drenched hand from her pussy. I let my saliva pool in my mouth for a few moments, then open my mouth to dribble it into my already wet hand. I rub the mixture of my saliva and her arousal on my cock, my other hand gripping her hip as I line myself up and slowly push the tip inside. She gasps and moans, attempting to push herself back forcefully, so I bring my other hand up to grip her hip to steady her. “You want my dick, baby girl? Want me to fuck you so hard and so deep you’ll be feeling me for days?”

I don’t wait for her to respond, my grip on her hips tightening, my fingertips digging in as I shove the full length of my cock inside her in one sharp thrust. She sobs incoherently, her face still pressed into the mattress, her hands still crossed behind her back, and I pause, reveling in the feeling of her hot, wet pussy quivering around me.

Slowly, I pull back, sliding halfway out before immediately pushing back inside. I keep this up, setting a steady rhythm, and I quickly feel the thread of heat igniting at the base of my spine, the heaviness in my balls slapping against her clit.

I thrust all the way inside her, then stop, continuing to press my hips forward in little pulses that grind myself against her. I remove one of my hands from her hip, pushing her crossed arms down. “Touch yourself. Rub that needy little clit for me.”

She quickly moves one of her arms by her head, bracing herself on one hand as the other disappears beneath her to rub her clit. I feel her fingertips brushing my balls with each stroke, and then she reaches further, and I feel her hand on my balls, stroking and then squeezing. I choke on my breath, then growl, “Unless you want this to be over prematurely, I suggest you don’t do that.”

She mutters incoherently, so I brace myself on my hands and lean over her. She turns her face toward me, and I nuzzle her cheek, then nip at her jaw by her ear. “What do you want, baby girl? Tell me.”

She’s panting, her hips squirming for friction when I remain motionless inside her. “I wanna see your face. I wanna look at you while you fuck me.”

I chuckle, my lips and tongue sucking her neck. “Whatever my girl wants.”

I push myself up and sit back, resting my hands on my thighs as I watch her relax on her front for a few moments before she rolls onto her back. She spreads her legs, watching me with a self-satisfied smirk on her face. “This is what I want.”

I smile, my hands grabbing her by her thighs and pulling her down the bed toward me. “This is what you want? For me to lie on top of you and give you a nice, lazy missionary fuck?”

She laughs, raising her hands and pulling my upper body down on top of her. “I don’t know about lazy, but definitely yes to a nice missionary fuck.”

I put most of my weight on my forearms on either side of her, then slowly slide my dick back into her pussy. She clenches around me, and my own incoherent sex noises fall into her neck as I squeeze my eyes shut from the intense feeling of pleasure.

Her arms snake beneath mine, her nails digging into my back as her heels come up and press against my ass. She bucks her hips, fucking me from below, and I curse, attempting to push my upper body away from her, but her hands grip my back, stopping me. She pulls me down closer, rubbing her tits against my chest, her legs tightening around my hips, with her lips and breath against my ear. “Stay like this. Stay close to me.”

I spread my knees wide, lowering my hips to sink into her fully, pushing my dick into her until my pelvis is rubbing against her clit. She moans, her legs sliding down until her ankles are hooked around my thighs. Her breath is on my neck, and I feel her teeth and tongue amidst her panting breath.

I continue to rock my body into her, and I feel her inner walls intermittently clenching, then releasing. Her panting moans escalate into broken sobs, the tension in her body coiling tighter with every press of my pelvis against her clit.

I pull my hips back a fraction, then press back inside until her breath catches and her back arches, her head falling back. I force my upper body up, and her hands slide down my back until she’s gripping my ass, trying to pull me deeper.

I set a steady rhythm of small pushes, giving just enough friction to drive me mad. My head falls forward, and I lick a line from her neck up to her mouth. I take her lips, eating her moans and her curses. I tangle my tongue with hers, and when I try to pull back, she follows me.

She wraps her arms around my neck, once again pulling me down on top of her, so I slide my hands beneath her, grabbing her ass and lifting her up into my slow grinding thrusts. She gasps with the change of position, her sobbing pleasure vibrating against my tongue as we continue to devour each other.

Part of me wants to pull away; the rational and calculated side of me wants to flip her back over and push her face down and fuck her into the mattress like an animal. But that’s not the beast talking.

No, the beast in my chest, is purring and reveling in the deep intimacy thrumming between us, getting off on the intense vibrations of delight knowing that we’re two people so intertwined in each other that the only force that will ever separate us is death.

I try to tear my mouth from hers, but once more, she squeezes me tighter. I feel her heels digging into my calves, eliciting a loud moan from my lips. She swallows it down, and I feel my body sinking impossibly closer with her arms and legs wrapped around me fully.

I rotate my hips, pushing my dick deeply inside her, my pelvis grinding against her rhythmically. Her pussy clenches, the tension in her body building, the desperation in her moaning pants against my mouth reaching a fever pitch.

I don’t bother curbing the curses building up as my release pulsates in my balls, electricity tingling in my pelvis and along the base of my spine, and I grind my teeth. Her head falls back, her eyes squeezed shut, and I grunt out, “Look at me, Toni.”

Her eyes flutter open, her face twisting with pleasure as she chokes out, “Oh, fuck, Darius. Fuck, that’s good. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. I’m gonna come. Fuck. Fuck.”

I increase my pace a fraction but continue the grinding press against her clit. She clings to me, and I feel my orgasm barreling down on me, and I know I can’t stop it. I press my face into her neck, biting down sharply, then licking and sucking as I mutter, “That’s right, baby girl. Come all over this dick. Be a good girl and come for me.”

Her breath catches on a sob as she rises against me, clutching me to her and pushing me away at the same time. “Fuck. Oh, fuck. Do it. Come inside me. Give your good girl what she deserves.”

She breaks apart beneath me, her cunt clenching and spasming as her body shakes. She curses, moans, and sobs, pushing me over the edge, and I slam into her, pushing in as deeply as possible as my cock pulses. I pull my hips back, slamming back into her once, twice, in quick succession as I empty my balls into her clutching depths.

I’m grunting like an animal, practically frothing through my teeth as I bite down right where her shoulder and neck meet. I suck at my bite mark, then lick a line up her neck lazily, my hands releasing their grip on her ass and moving up alongside her shoulders, removing some of my weight off her.

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