Page 57 of One Way Out

Leo bucks up inside me without any additional warning, and it almost stings as my body stretches to accommodate his girth. Something inside me transforms the discomfort to raging pleasure.

I moan, and a random string of begging spills from my lips.

“Shit.” He pulls out and slams back in. “My head is a foggy mess.”

I process his words and try to blink away the haze that has taken over my vision. I must not have been paying attention, because everything is foggy for me as well.

“Me too,” I admit. “I trust you.”

“Aww, fuck. I’m not sure you should.” Leo’s hold on my hip tightens, and he works his other hand around to cup my tender breast. “I’m not sure I trust myself.”

He’s so hard, and I’m so full.

His long fingers pinch my nipple as he continues working in and out of me.

Time seems to lose all meaning, and I know I’m not doing nearly enough to deserve this level of pleasure.

“You keep clenching like that, and this isn’t going to last very long,” he growls, bucking up into me even more violently.

Is that praise?

It sure feels like it.

My insides light up, and I work on grinding to meet his every stroke. I want him to be as mind-blown as I am by this experience.

My clit throbs, and with a little teasing, I’d be there so fast.

I’m all melty.

It seems like a lot of work to pull my hand from the wall to bring it between us, but I work my swollen nub.

“God, that’s good,” I sob. “You feel so good!”

Jeez.

I should be more coherent than this. It’s hard when I know what I want to say, but my brain takes a little too long to catch up.

Leo rakes his teeth over my shoulder, and my entire body pulses with heat as I shiver. “My teeth are aching, pretty girl.”

“Bite me!” It comes out as some combination of a plea, mixed with a demand.

He licks and sucks my skin, moving his other hand from my hip so he can tease both nipples.

“I’m so close,” I choke out, nodding against the tile. “More!”

“I will knot you all fucking night, but I want to get you into bed first. Come all over my cock, Saylor. Soak me in your slick and prove I’m yours.” His warm breath fans over my skin as he growls, and I work my clit even harder.

His shaft gets even harder and thicker, which sends me over the edge.

“Bite me, please…” I thrash, my entire chest falling against the wall when I fail to keep myself up.

My core tries to lock him in place as it searches for the knot it thinks should be in reach, but Leo doesn’t falter. He keeps flicking my nipples, even if his hands are trapped to the tile, and he thrusts in a way his crown teases my G-spot on each rabid buck of his hips against my ass.

Embarrassing sobs spill from my lips.

He slams into me a few more times and growls. I’m just coming down from my orgasm, and my eyes pop open at the exact moment Leo slides his teeth into the top of my shoulder.

It’s painful, but not more than I can manage. Next comes the momentary realization that I could deny the bond if I wanted to. It’s not like there are arrows in my mind pointing toyesornooracceptordecline, but I still understand the process.

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