Page 49 of The Last Call
“It means take off your fucking clothes so I can fuck you properly.”
Her head falls back with laughter. Which I love but don’t have time for. I grab the purple vee neck dipping between her cute tits and rip the material down her body until she’s bared to me with only lingerie and boots preventing me from seeing every glorious inch of her.
“Damn it Julius! I liked that dress!”
“I did too.”
Her flimsy bra and panties shred just as easy, and my tongue sweeps across her throat before she can bitch anymore at me. Only an appreciative moan vibrating in my ear as I suck in the sensitive skin. The first of many marks she’ll receive today from my affection. She returns the favor with urgent tugs of my hair. Yanking the strands with a sting all the way to my scalp. Proving I’m fucking her the way she likes to be fucked when her hands roam down to my belt.
I lift enough for her to release the buckle and drop the zipper. Groaning myself when she frees my cock and lavishes attention over the taut skin. Fuck her touch is incredible. Using the tiny sliver of remaining will power I barely possess, I pause to kick off my shoes and shove down my boxer briefs and pants. “Better get those boots off angel or I’m going to fuck you in them.”
While she’s sexy as shit in the thigh high leather, I don’t want anything keeping her legs from wrapping tight around me. No hesitation at all as she scrambles to sit up and glide them down her calves and elegant feet. Still not fast enough though, and I palm her chest to force her back down on the mattress while I kick at the high heels to remove them from the space I need to fuck her thoroughly and completely.
Enormous eyes watch me with a tentative gaze. Nervous, as well she should be. Because she knows, as she’s reminded me before, what I’m capable of. I push her thighs up and wide so I can plunge in hard. Fucking getting off from her lifting her hips to welcome me. Breaking any guise of gentleness I was under before she showed me her glistening pussy. Which she realizes her temptation of me if her scream is any indication when her body slides across the sheets and she slams into the headboard from the force. I cup my hands around the top of her head to protect her as I thrust into her. “Fuck leone you know you need to brace yourself for me.”
She fists the damp fabric on my back in an attempt to slow me down, to gain control, to keep up with me. But I don’t think it’s possible with her pussy spasming so damn hard around me. Already this close to me getting her off.
I forget how petite she is. How the cradle of her hips isn’t wide enough to accept me as deep as I want to go. Ineedto go. I flip us over and can’t barely force air into my lungs with her looking down at me with such pure and utter desire. With her gorgeous tits bouncing from me gliding her back and forth on my cock. With her dainty fingers gripping my forearms flexing from the force of me gripping her hips to drive farther inside her. Again and again until her back arches away from me.
“Too much.” She swallows hard and licks her lips. Struggling to catch her breath and steady herself on my stomach. Fucking incredible with damp strands of hair sticking to her cheeks and forehead. A hot beautiful mess. “I can feel you in my kidneys Saint.”
Fuck! I’m hurting her. I need to fucking check myself so I don’t break her. “Then fuck me how you want to lion.”
I loosen my hold but can’t let her go completely. Caressing down her slick arms, her drenched back, her soaked thighs while she resumes a slower pace. Sliding up and down my throbbing cock. Clenching tighter as she chases her release. Digging her short nails into my chest.
When she whispers my name, I can’t hold back. I sit up and take over. She’s going to watch while I come inside her. I tangle in her silky locks and yank back, forcing her eyes open. Using my free hand to push off the bed to ensure I pump my seed inside her as far as possible. “I’ve tamed you.”
Her little body stiffens against me. Wanting to fight but knowing even more that it’s true.
“I own you.”
Ragged breaths blow on my cheeks. Her hips riding me as much as I’m rutting into her. Taking me like I knew she could.
“I love you.”
Finally the crazed nod and cry of relief I’ve been waiting for. She jerks against me over and over as the orgasm rips through her. Pinching my biceps as she clutches me while she flies.
“I love you too.”
Fuck me. I lose what’s left of my mind and all of my restraint from her finally telling me. Shooting with so much intensity I buck into her like a damn animal unable to think of anything else but filling her up with my baby. Creating the family we’re going to have. Ensuring she’s connected to me forever through our children.
She collapses against me, and I nuzzle into her smooth shoulder. Feeling my own heavy breaths on my hand as I stroke her satin skin while I recover. “Sorry. That was supposed to be sweet love making.”
“You’re not capable.”
Her contented laugh vibrates on my neck. “You’re right. Not with you.”
We float in our own bliss for a few more minutes, but I can’t fully relax until I know the rest of the story. “Don’t get all riled up but I want to know what happened. Who is this motherfucker who hurt you?”
“Does it really matter now?”
She doesn’t sound angry but I am. “Of course it fucking matters. Now stop fucking around and tell me.”
I wait impatiently. Hugging her tighter against me so she remembers there’s nothing to fear from me except me fucking her too hard. I keep rubbing her back while she snuggles into my chest.
“Ryan played baseball and everyone said he was good enough to go pro. Which he was I guess, because he got signed. We had a lot of mutual friends and when they went out to celebrate him making it, he asked me to go. I was excited. I really liked him and thought maybe we’d start dating.”
With my free hand I wrap the comforter around her waist and across her legs although I know her trembling isn’t because she’s cold. Or maybe it’s me who’s shaking her that hard. Every detail raging inside me from this bastard.
