Page 65 of Penance

Looking down at me, me still watching her. I use the flat of my tongue, running it up her slit, darting the tip between her folds, circling around her swollen clit. She cries out a whimper but keeps her eyes on me as I lick and suck and fuck her with my tongue. One of my arms curled beneath her leg, gripping her thigh in my thick hand. My other pressing down on her flat belly, keeping her in place as she writhes beneath me.

“You taste like fucking heaven,” I tell her huskily.

My breath fanning across her sensitive skin, she groans low at my words before I’m dropping my mouth back to the wet lips between her legs. I lock my lips around her clit, sucking her into my mouth. Ravishing her with my tongue as I dive deep into her with two thick fingers. Her back arches, pushing her hot, little cunt into my mouth further. I groan against her, the vibrations making her thighs quiver. I thrust my fingers in and out of her at a rapid pace, dragging them down the inside walls of her pussy. Twisting and scissoring them inside of her and with one final suck on her swollen nub, she cries out. Wetness gushes from her, coating my fingers and my chin, but I don’t let up until her body goes completely still. I continue licking and sucking, swallowing down everything she rewards me with before slowly dragging my fingers from inside of her.

I sit up on my knees, her wide eyes still on me, chest heaving with pants.

“Such a good girl,” I murmur my praise.

Knowing how much she likes it after seeing the effect it had on her when Huxley was fucking her in the kitchen.

Yeah, I have no qualms about watching.

Leaning over her, I offer up my fingers coated in her juices. She takes them into her mouth willingly, laving them with her tongue. Sucking them into the back of her throat, her cheeks hollowing. All without taking those fucking eyes from me. I used to think they were too big for her when we were little, they were always so wide and curious, trying to see and understand the world. But looking at her now, I realise that it’s the world that’s curious about her instead.

I groan as she wraps her tongue around my fingers. Her hand coming up gripping my wrist, she draws my fingers in and out of her mouth, fucking herself with them. Releasing her hold on my wrist, still sucking on my fingers, her hand runs down her heated body. Dipping low, she drags her fingers through her wetness. Watching her every move, I can’t even breathe. Between her sucking my fingers and running her hand down her own body, I’m gunna explode before she even touches me.

Running her fingers through her release, I watch mesmerized by her every action. As I look back up to her face, my eyes locking with hers, her hand covered in her own juices closes around my hard cock. It pulses in her slick hand, seeping from the tip as she gives me a firm squeeze.

“Fuckkkkk,” I hiss through my teeth as she pumps me a few times, gently, lazily butGod, if I’m not already close.

Releasing my fingers from her mouth, she pops them free. I draw my hand back, covering her body with my own. Her hand coming up to grip my shoulder, I drop down on top of her. My lips crush hers as she writhes her bare body beneath me. The wet heat of her pussy against me makes my dick pulse and twitch painfully, desperate to find its way inside of her. I nestle my hips between her thighs, lowering myself, my tip finding her wet entrance like a homing beacon.

Lala’s teeth score my bottom lip. She nips and bites until she draws blood, sucking at the wound, her nails biting into my shoulder. She tears her nails down my back as we fuck each other’s mouths with our tongues. Biting and sucking and fighting for dominance, battling to own one another.

The heat from her pussy screaming at me to plunge inside of it, I do. I’m not gentle and I’m not loving but nothing about us coming together like this ever will be. We both need this, the rough, the pain, thepunishment.Our bodies, knowing they never should have been separated, demand to be crushed together for all that lost time. All the times we should have been fucking, cuddling, laughing, lying in bed together, eating take out and watching shit TV. All of those fucking moments it should have been us, it all boils down to this moment, here and now.

My dick slams inside of her, hitting her deepest point. Burying myself to the hilt, we both moan at my intrusion. Immediately, I move, not giving her a chance to adjust to me. I’m aware I’m large and she’s fuckingtinyinside, if the vice like grip she has on me is anything to go by, but I can’t stop. The animal inside me is running the show now. I fuck her relentlessly, the whole bed creaking as I hammer into her, trying to mesh our souls together. She clings to me as I bury my face into her neck. I strike like a viper, my teeth assaulting her throat, sucking and biting as she attacks me back, ravaging every inch of skin she can access.

Marking.

Claiming.

“Mine,” I growl between bites.

“Yours,” she cries, thrusting her hips up to meet every one of my punishing thrusts.

Coming together with her like this, free and savage and raw.

So. Fucking. Raw.

Everything about this is us coming full circle, we ended last time with a fuck not too dissimilar to this and now we’re starting over. This is the start, our beginning, I can feel it, she can feel it, we belong to each other, we always have, and we always will because she is never getting away from me again.

Fromus.

“I’m never letting you go,” I tell her through gritted teeth. “You’re never getting away from me, ever a-fucking-gain, you hear me?” I growl, my hips hammering into hers, bruising her ruthlessly.

“Yes! Max,fuck, please, never. I fucking need you, this, everything, I need your everything,” she tells me breathlessly and it’s my undoing because as she starts to freefall, I willingly go with her.

Pumping into her, her cunt clenches around me. Milking me for all I’m worth, I spill inside of her. My cum shooting into her, coating the entrance to her cervix, filling her up completely. She pulses around me, squeezing and tightening, sucking me deeper as we both ride out the colossal tidal wave of pleasure.

I drop down on top of her, panting in her ear. Burying my face in her hair, coconut and citrus filling my nose as I breathe in her sweet scent. Her delicate fingertips gently running up and down my sweat covered spine, her short shallow breaths fanning over my neck.

“I love you, Lala,” I breathe against her neck.

“And I love you, Max.”

Chapter14

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