Page 77 of Seek Me Darling

“Please—harder—faster—please—”

He growls and obeys, slamming into me with savage force. Every stroke is dizzying, maddening. I can’t breathe. I can’t think.

My back arches off the forest floor. My body convulses around him.

“Please, Rule—I can’t—I—”

But I can. I want to. I need to.

His hand drags up my ribs—slow, possessive—then wraps around my throat, cutting off every gasp of air I’m not using to beg him with. The pressure is perfect—tight, unyielding—and it pushes me to the edge of delirium.

His other hand presses down on my lower abdomen—right where the ache is deepest. The dull pain flares sharp again beneath his palm, throbbing, insistent.

He thrusts deeper—each angle hitting that one spot inside me, the one only they seem able to find. That maddening, impossible place that makes my vision blur and my hips jerk, desperate and wild.

The pressure builds. Deep. Tight. Spinning.

And just when I think I might survive it—

I clamp down. Hard.

My body contracts so violently it forces him out.

And then I gush.

It sprays the ground beneath me—hot, wet, blinding.

“Fuck yes,” he snarls, reaching down and rubbing my clit hard and fast, coaxing the climax to new hights, dragging the pleasure out of me.

My body convulses. I sob his name, because it’s too much. I’m breaking apart at the seams.

He presses harder, working me through it.

“Good fucking girl,” he growls. “Making a mess for me.”

And just as my body begins to still, he grips his cock and slides it back to my entrance.

Then thrusts back in. Deep and hard.

He keeps fucking me through the aftershocks, through the wreckage, through the whimpers.

My body’s limp beneath him, hypersensitive and raw. But he doesn’t stop. Doesn’t falter.

His cock grinds against every swollen nerve, the drag of his piercings making my breath hitch with each thrust.

The second climax rises slow—less violent, but no less consuming. A heavy, molten ache that builds and builds until I’m crying out beneath him again.

“Please—please, I’m—”

It breaks.

My pussy clenches around him, tight and trembling. The wave crashes through me, dragging him down with me.

He groans—deep and rough—and his hips jerk once, twice—then they still as his cock pulses.

Hot, thick release spills inside me.

He stays buried deep, panting harshly, body braced over mine.

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