Page 76 of Laws of Love
“Knox,” she whined as he feathered his touch over her clit, and he chuckled against her lips.
“Play with your pussy for me. Show me how you make yourself cum.”
He moved back, giving her room to do as he requested, and watched with rapt attention as her hand snaked between her legs and she circled her clit with two fingers. He watched her every movement, the way those delicate fingers worked that pretty pussy, even while he removed the wedges she still wore, while he took his wallet from his discarded pants and removed the two condoms inside.
Knox rolled one down onto his dick as she watched him, her moans filtering from her lips and settling straight at the base of his dick. She bit her bottom lips as her eyelids fluttered, and the motion of her hand increased.
“Baby,” she breathed.
“I know, gorgeous. Cum for me.”
And she did just that. She came with a sultry moan, and she was nowhere near down from her high when Knox slid between her legs and pushed in until he bottomed out, until he was nine inches deep, and attempting to push any further would have him damn near in her stomach as impossible as it was.
“You’re always beautiful, baby, but you’re so fucking pretty when you cum for me.”
Aiva whimpered at the praise, pussy clenching twice around his dick as she leaned up and caught his lips with hers. He pulled almost entirely out, snapped his hips, and drove back in hard, burying himself just as deep as before.
“Shit!” she exclaimed as she tore her lips from his.
Knox retreated, fucking into her with the same hard thrust again. The sound of her stuttered moan, his deep groan, and the slapping of skin mingled in the room. Her eyes fluttered closed, and his following three thrusts matched the previous ones. He pulled a deeper moan from her as she pinched one of her nipples.
“Look at me, Aiva,” he demanded, and when her eyes opened, the unmitigated arousal that sat in them was hypnotic. “Can I take what I want?” He watched her swallow before she nodded slowly. “Yeah? I can take this tight little pussy anyway I want to. You’ll let me as long as I make you feel good, right? As long as I make you cum?” Her pussy convulsed around his dick as she nodded again. “Say it,” he commanded.
“Yes, baby. You can.”
Knox sat up between her legs, gripped her hips, and lifted her lower half off the bed before jutting his hips and fucking her deep. His pace was faster than previous, but his thrusts held the same intensity and sank deep into her. His grip on her hips was bruising, and he’d have to apologize when it was all said and done.
She received each of his thrusts with a moan or an expletive that fell from her lips. When her legs shook with an impending orgasm, he fucked her harder, and she took it while he took his pleasure from her warm depths.
“Knox!”
His name bounced off the walls as she came, clamping down on his dick, and he pushed in, holding himself there.
“That’s it, baby. Giving me exactly what I want. You’ll give me another one, won’t you, gorgeous?” He pulled out, hips snapping and pushing back in to draw a gasped moan from her. “You will, right?”
“Fuck, yes. Yes, I will.”
“Mm, such a good girl.”
Knox pulled out and rolled her over, pulling her lower half up. As soon as he had her in position, he pushed in. Fucked her like he’d never be able to again, like he hated the ground she walked on, and she took every thrust, every second of his dick retreating and entering. Fucking into her with thrusts on the right side of the pleasure and pain line.
“You’re taking me so well,” he praised, and her responding noise stroked his ego, and in return, he attempted to stroke deeper. “Being so fucking good for me.”
He smacked her ass, and she arched her back even more. The sound echoed through the room, an overlay to the sounds already competing. Knox gripped those ass cheeks, fingers digging into the flesh as he leaned back to hit a different angle. He watched his dick as he fucked her; her cream covering the condom.
When he felt his balls tighten, his first instinct was to pull out and hold off because this was what he didn’t want to happen. He’d barely been in her fifteen minutes, and already he was about to come. But he didn’t pull out. If he got the first one out of the way, he had the rest of the night to fuck her, take what he wanted from her, and worship her pussy with his tongue.
He reached around and massaged her clit, wanting her to cum again, to cum with him. He didn’t have to wait long; her release rising in tandem with his, and when she came for him, his name tumbling from her lips, Knox felt it. The snapping of latex on his last thrust as he buried himself impossibly deep and came.
“Fuck,” he groaned. She’d clamped down on him so tightly that the thought of pulling out was nonexistent. He laid his head on her back as they descended from their high. “I’m sorry, baby.”
“Why?” Confusion laced the word.
“The condom broke,” he answered, slowly pulling out.
Aiva sat up and turned to look at him. “I’m on birth control, but you can buy me a Plan B in the morning.”
Knox kissed her. “Deal.”
