Page 162 of Torrid Love
Fuck, I’m holding on by a thread.
I press my middle finger against her clit as I pound her with more urgency.
Harder.
Faster.
Merciless.
I shove my entire length into her sweet ass over and over again until I have nothing left.
Christ, her ass is so damn slick, so damn tight.
I lean my naked chest against her back, close my fingers around her clit and whisper in her ear, “Give me what I want, Dom.”
“I— God —”
“Come for me, baby,” I command, pressing harder against her clit as I slam into her one last time.
“I’m—” Her head drops. Her body is trembling.
“Head up, Dom. I want you to look at me. Do you hear me?” I grunt between breaths.
She flings her head back.
Whatever was holding her hair in place goes flying.
The look of ecstasy painted on her face is unbelievably hot.
“Oh, Rod—”
She clenches her ass hungrily around my cock.
Fucking hell.
I watch my girl come apart, the carefully styled hair long gone, leaving behind abeautifulwoman babbling an incoherent string of curses as she gives into pleasure. With her eyes fixed on mine, she chants like this for a few long seconds until she utters two core-shaking words.
“I’m yours. I’m yours. I’m yours.”
That does it.
Lost tohersweetrevelation,I go crazy.
I’m rough now, gripping her hips and slamming into her.
“Oh, fuck, Dom,” I grunt.
I’m like a wild man, chasing my release as she keeps clenching against me, still navigating her way through the aftershocks of her own climax. She closed her eyes a while ago. I can’t even reprimand her. Right now I can only focus on not allowing my heart to stop. Just when I slow my cadence, she squeezes me so hard, she leaves me no choice but to follow her.
I’m done.
“Oh, baby,” I growl.
A tidal wave washes over me and I release my cum inside her, growling and slamming into her as my balls empty out.
Jesus Christ.
I come so hard, it sends a thunderous ricochet shuddering through my entire body. I come and come and come until there’s cum dripping from her ass down my legs.
