Page 102 of Perilous

My fucking God…

She starts to come once again. This woman’s pleasure is endless. There’s almost a sense of virginity to her and the way she reacts to everything I do to her. Or maybe she just understands how fucking sacred this moment is.

I came inside her.

I filled her with my cum.

Every nerve in my body twinges and my heart races. The connection between my heart and my head has been fused together once again, which is not what I fucking wanted to have happen.

I look down at my cock and I grab it. It’s still hard, warm and slippery. My cum mixed with Annika’s cum.

I start stroking myself aggressively. Pulling at my cock as though I expect to ejaculate once again. I grit my teeth and keep going until it hurts. Until my knuckles are white and my cock feels raw.

Annika sits up and moves to the edge of the bed and reaches for my wrist.

“It’s okay,” she whispers. “Perilous. It’s okay. You can love me. It’s safe to love me.”

I rip my hand from my cock and slap her face, but not hard. Not hard at all. It’s more of a forceful grab. Spreading my cum and her cum along her cheek. My thumb pulling down at her bottom lip. Staring into her eyes.

It’s safe to love me…

My hand touches her throat. Then down to her chest. I squeeze her left tit in my hand until she groans. I run my middle finger left and right against her nipple. Her skin breaks out in goosebumps. I don’t blink. Neither does she.

My hands keep traveling down her body, feeling the smoothness of her stomach, the indent of her belly button. She jumps when I touch there. She’s ticklish. I’ll remember that forever.

I keep going until my fingers are greeted with her prickly public hair. I don’t stop. Not until my fingers touch her soft cunt once again. Not until two fingers enter her, feeling her warmth.

I pull my fingers away and I step closer to Annika.

She knows what happens next. She falls to the bed, opening her legs, waiting for me. I’ve had her once properly and now I want more.

Fuck, Ineedmore.

My cock seeks her warmth and she accepts me with a groan and the arching of her hips. I take her once again, fucking her like I did just moments prior. I leave no inch of her tender cunt unexplored. I mold her to my desire and my need with my thrusts.

My balls gently ache as my heart races. I demand more cum to give her.

I take her by the wrists with my right hand, holding them tightly above her head. I hold her jaw with my left hand and keep her gaze upon mine. Annika opens her mouth, thinking I want to spit into it.

That’s my good pet…

I don’t spit in her mouth. I’m moments away from climaxing again and I have zero intention of pulling myself free.

Fuck, I love her. I’ve fallen in love with the woman who accidentally appeared into my life and the woman who I was ordered to kill.

Speaking of which…

My cock pulses and I grunt, feeling that first powerful spurt of cum deep inside her. As I fill her, I skip confessing my love. She knows I love her. But I do have something to tell her.

“When I pull my cock from your cunt…”

I grunt as her body squeezes me, that natural urge and desire to crave my seed. I growl and start my sentence over, gripping her jaw nice and tight.

Her eyes start to water. That’s okay.

“Annika, when I pull my cock from you cunt, we’re leaving this apartment and together we’re going to kill your best friend.”

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