Page 53 of Vulnerate

Pulling her over the center console, I slam my lips on hers, stopping any more fucking bullshit coming out. There are no words that are needed, we’ve always been connected since the moment she popped up behind me and she’s never left my mind since.

Holding her hips, I give us both what we need, grinding her against me, and a promise of more. Her dress has ridden up, giving me the perfect amount of space to hold her beautiful ass and anger mixes with my lust at not feeling any barrier. My teeth come, out digging into her cheek as I move down to her neck, with the roughness in my hands flowing into my words.

“Why the fuck are you bare?!”

She grabs my hair in her fist and pulls me back with a scoff. “Why are you complaining?!”

She had her legs wrapped around the shithead, fucking sat on his thigh without anything covering her pretty little cunt. Right now, she meets my eagerness as she seals her lips over mine shutting everythingelse out and her hands are on me again. Fuck, no wonder her sculptures are always amazing, anything her hand touches comes to life and becomes gold.

The seat screeches as I recline it back fully so I can watch her in the low light. The sound mixes with my hand cracking off her ass. She moans into my mouth and she’s fucking soaked. My sweet little Dani is soaked, and she likes me being rough. Cupping her pussy from behind, I press two fingers through her slit and beg for her to soothe me again. “Who are you dripping for?”

She undoes my belt and takes my dick out. Her answer is supposed to hurt me, reduce me down to nothing as she strokes me from base to tip. “For this, not you.”

It has the opposite effect; I want her to use me. I need her to get off on me and only me.

She falls forward as I slap her ass with the tips of my fingers, and I sit up as I pull her dress over her head. Whatever fucking games she wants to play will have us both being winners. Rolling the window down, I throw her dress out and wrap her hair around my fist. She’s fully naked, not a stitch to cover her and nothing but my dream come to life.

She continues stroking my dick and I tense every muscle in my body to stop from blowing before I get inside her. All of my dreams war with the facts that she left me. I have her here, the only woman I would make my wife, she was supposed to be the mother of my kids, and I can’t fucking take it. So, I punish her for fucking with my head and bite into her neck. I don’t soothe the sting with my tongue as I move further down towards her collarbones and her hips rock. I move back giving her space to ride me, but she has the most beautifully twisted smile on her face.

Her eyes lock on to mine as she spits down over the tip and I thrust up, fucking her fist.

“You owe me a new dress,” she argues pointlessly.

Nodding along with her because I’d sign over my soul as long as she keeps touching me, the evil spark in her big brown eyes makes them glow. She’s fucking amazing and turns my face to the side to give her order directly into my ear.

“You’re going to taste what you’ll never get again.”

Moving my hand from between her thighs, I try to pull her up to sit on my face, but she tuts.

The innocent little artist is fake as fuck. My beautiful Dani is a vixen, and she swaps my dick for my wrist. She has full control of me, mentally and physically, as she positions my fingers against my lips. Her voice softens into a coo as she taps the digits against my bottom lip.

“Open up baby.”

Fuck, her sweetness explodes against my tongue as I do as I’m told, and she lifts on her knees in reward to give me relief. Using my dick to circle her clit she strokes further down and teases us both. I wait until she’s positioned me at her entrance to thrust up, taking over her game.

Fuck me, she’s heaven with a thin layer of hell and packaged in the pearly gates themselves.

“Fuck, Val.”

Grinding up into her, I massage down her back and work on leaving my mark against her neck. Her fingers dig into my chest and a moan wraps around the words that are supposed to put me down.

“Such a dirty slut,” she whispers, “you couldn’t wait for my pussy could you?”

It’s more awe filled, as though she craves my obsession as much as I do. Holding her hips, I bounce her on my dick and spill all our horrible truths. “You’re going to be my little whore, to use and fill whenever I want until you’re round with my kid.”

The way she moves is erotic as fuck. I’m inside of her and jealous of myself. Undulating her hips, she clenches around me, and my knees are weak. She drops her weight forward and catches herself, holding the side of the headrest and cocooning us away from the world as her hair forms a curtain around our heads. There’s no conviction in her breathless delusion as she lies, “Last time I let you inside me.”

Massaging her ass while I rock her back into me, Dani moans and sings my fucking name.

“Fuck, more Val.”

The best sounds in the world live in her throat and I can feel them vibrating through her chest. Stroking across my shoulders and down my arms, she pulls on my wrists moving my hands to her chest. Her tits are amazing, moldable, and comforting as she sits up and holds my knees, chasing her release.

I can feel her heart racing against my cheeks as I bury my face between her tits. The whimper floating out of her mouth as I trail mytongue in a line to her nipple bounces around the car. Flicking her pebbled peak, I hold her euphoria hostage and pull my hips back.

“Lie to me,” I beg, “tell me you’re mine.”

She strokes my hair back with a gentle hand and she’s crueler than I’ve ever been.

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