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She pulls the cigarette from her mouth and smashes it in the ashtray on the table. “Shh. Please don’t say anything.” With me sitting and her standing, we are close to level, and when she begins to bring her face closer to mine, I close my eyes. When her soft, cold lips press ever so gently against my own, a lost piece of my soul clicks into place.
“I don’t know why I didn’t leave when I could have. Because you’re right. It was a good offer. But for some fucking reason, I couldn’t bring myself to leave you. Fucked up, right?” She chuckles as she pulls away from me.
“Baby doll, I’m so sorry. I—”
Essa brings her hands to my face and her CREEP scar, now beautifully healed, stands out. “Quit apologizing to me, Vincent. I understand. As fucked up as it was, I fucking understand. And that’s also why I forgive you.”
“What? No. No, you can’t.”I rest my hands on her hip to gently push her away from me.
“Yes, I can,” she argues but I shake my head vehemently.
“Please fucking don’t,” I plead with her. “I don’t deserve it.”
“No, you don’t. But I do anyway. You wanna know why?” I nod even though I don’t want to know. It still won’t matter. Essa’s hands on my face tilt my head up, and my gaze locks on hers.
Her green eyes are so sure as she says, “Because we are both Monsters. We both have this thing inside of us we have no control over. That is something I know all too fucking well.
“We will have to fight the monsters in us until the very end, but I would rather do it with you by my side.” As the last word spills from her lips, she is pressing them against mine. A white hot inferno blazes hotter than hell inside of me. Essa’s lips are cold and furious against my own as she practically eats my fucking face.
“Please,” she whines against my lips and as much as I want to give in to her, I can’t. I won’t let myself.
“Vincent. I need you.” Those three words get me hook, line, and fucking sinker. My hands fly around her waist and grip her ass as I haul her into my lap. She immediately begins to grind against my jean clad cock, and I groan into her mouth.
“Fuck me, Vincent,” she breaths against my face as she pulls back enough to yank her shirt over her head. Her small, heavy breasts bounce, and I lean forward to suck her left nipple into my mouth. She moans as she wraps her arms around my neck, pushing me into her more. I latch onto her nipple with my teeth, albeit carefully because I’m terrified to let go with her.
I can’t lose control like that again.
“Let go,” she whispers in my ear and her words are like an omen.
I bite down harder before releasing her nipple with a pop. She cries out in desperation as I push her away from me. She stumbles to her feet as I swiftly yank her pants down her legs, instantly exposing her to me. I groan as I knead her bare ass, the ridges of her fresh scars raised against my palms. Her head falls back and rolls from shoulder to shoulder as I move the pad of my thumb to her clit and rub her in leisurely circles.
She shudders as she falls against me, and I continue to play with her clit as I bring my other hand to her slit and run my fingers through the moisture there.
“Always so wet for me, baby doll,” I groan as I press two of my fingers into her. I feel her stretch around me, and I slowly pump my fingers in and out of her. I curl them forward as I stroke her walls. It doesn’t take long for her to start writhing against me.Her legs begin to shake and her walls contract around my fingers, so I push a third one in. She moans as I stretch her wider, preparing her.
“Fuck,” she moans as she sinks her teeth into my shoulder. I grit my teeth at the initial pain, but it only makes me fucking harder. My dick twitches and throbs when I feel warmth flood my hand as she contracts around me and her wetness travels down her thighs.
I pull my fingers from inside of her and make quick work of undoing the button on my jeans. I shove them down my legs, along with my boxers, and my hard cock juts out, the tip already dripping precum. Essa steps forward again and wraps her dainty hand around me. She peers up at me through her lashes and although I can tell she is nervous, her need shines through her trepidation and my dick twitches. She strokes me, slowly working me up, but I’ve never been one for the slow shit.
I reach out and yank her forward. She squeals as she lands in my lap. She wraps her legs around my waist, opening herself up for me. With my right hand, I lift her off my lap and grab my cock with my left. I line myself up with her entrance and before I can move Essa over me, she drops down on my cock.
I groan as she sinks down. She fits me like a fucking glove. I grip her hips with both of my hands as I move her over me. Essa’s eyes flutter shut as her head tilts back. Her neck arches, and I lean forward to run my lips along her skin. She flinches slightly the moment my touch lands on her throat, but quickly recovers and moans as I run my tongue along my favorite scar.
It’s been a hard month learning to be different with her. Fighting against who you naturally are is one of the hardest things I have ever done, but I will do it for her. I would rather change who I am completely than live without her. Those three minutes where I thought she was gone forever was the longest fucking three minutes of my life.
It felt like hours of pure fucking hell, but this? This is nothing like hell. This is the sweetest fucking nirvana. My eyes drop down to the junction of us, and I stare through a heavy-lidded gaze as I move inside of her.
“Baby doll,” I pant as I feel my balls draw up, the need to come coursing through me at a rapid speed.
“Mmm,” she mumbles incoherently. My grip on her tightens as I piston my hips to pound into her as she rolls her hips. She falls forward, unable to hold herself up anymore, and rests her head in the crook of my neck. Her hot pants of breath fan over my overheated skin, adding to the heat furling inside of me.
She presses her lips against my sweaty skin and my cock twitches when I feel her tongue dart out and lap at a bead of sweat I feel trailing down my skin.
“You gonna fucking come for me, baby?” I growl as I pound harder into her. She clenches around me, and her hot, tight wetness sends me over the edge.
“Fuucckk,” I moan as my release shoots through me. My cock pulses as I shoot my release deep inside of her. Although my grip on Essa has loosened, she keeps rolling her hips as she finds her release. As I’m still spilling inside of her, she whimpers as she contracts around me and the sudden flood of her release coats us both.
Her eyes are closed and her long, black hair falls down her back. It brushes against my thighs as she leans back, lost in her own pleasure. I grab her hips again and slowly roll them over me to prolong the aftershocks of her orgasm. My cock twitches inside of her as she grips me so fucking good.
