Page 55 of The Promises We Break

He continues down, his face parallel with my pussy, which provides me a bit of unease until he whispers, “Beautiful,” before blowing his warm breath over my center. The heat of his breath feels ice cold against my fevered pussy, and I jump at the sensation.

“Oh, fuck,” I can’t help but whine.

The pad of his finger grazes my clit; it’s featherlight and excruciating. He stops, reaches up to softly pinch my nipple, and continues to alternate between these, teasing me, for minutes, hours, days.

“Please, Hudson,” I beg. “Please.”

He rises up from his kneeled position, meeting me face to face. “Now you know how desperate I’ve been for you.” He presses his lips to mine, pulling my legs forward so our hips are flush together.

My wet pussy rubs against the underside of his cock that juts up to his abs, and I can’t help but roll my hips against it.

“Fuck, that feels good,” he groans, grabbing each side of my hips as I continue to rub over his cock. He’s so thick and hard, and my body has a mind of its own, trying to take what it wants.

“I saw your birth control. Are you still taking it?” His voice is as desperate as my body.

I pull my bottom lip between my teeth and nod.

“Good. I want to feel all of you.”

He leans back, placing his cock at my entrance. Pre-cum beads at the top, mixing with my arousal as he plunges into me, simultaneously pushing all the air out of my lungs. I gasp at the invasion. He feels so big, so perfect.

We moan in unison as he pistons in and out of me. My orgasm begins to build again. With each thrust, his cock gets harder, thicker, and it completely conquers me. “Hudson, it feels so good. It’s never felt like this before,” I whisper-whine, not understanding the sensations my body goes through when he’s taking me like this, with nothing between us. It’s foreign.

“This is exactly how you belong, little red. Raw, wet, and desperate for me, with my cum dripping down your leg and my name on your tongue.”

Jesus, he’s so dirty, and it turns me on even more.

My body and mind battle each other for sanity and control.

It’s all encompassing and everything begins to mesh together.

“Hudson…” I gasp, squeezing my eyes shut as my fingers bite into his shoulders, and I erupt around him.

“That’s my good girl. Come on my cock,” he continues at a flawless rhythm. His breathing is rough and labored, and his cock grows impossibly hard.

I want to make him lose control, like I do when I’m with him. Make him desperate and begging for it.

I cup my hands over his jaw and gaze into his eyes. They’re dark and wild, and just as desperate as I am.

“I want to feel you come inside me.” I brave the words, because that’s exactly what I want. His eyes flicker quickly as his lips part.

“Oh, fuck, Ember.” His cock twitches then throbs inside of me, another foreign sensation that makes me feel… everything.

He leans forward, his arms on either side of my open legs, using any strength he has to hold himself up as his forehead meets my shoulder.

“I was holding out fine until you fucking said that. Why did you say that?” I giggle at the discovery that he likes my dirty talk as much as I like his.

I just shrug, the shyness overpowering me.

He lifts his head, his gaze searing through me with a fierceness I’ve only ever felt from him.

“We’re going to discover all your kinks, my dirty girl, and I’m going to explore every inch of this gorgeous body while we do.”

And I have a feeling he’s going to completely ruin me in the process.

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