Page 224 of Torrid Passion
“Fuck, you’re perfect.” He fists my hair and pulls my head back, gently turning it so our lips meet.
Without warning, Loki thrusts inside my pussy, plunging his thick cock deep.
I let out a long moan as ecstasy slams through me. Not being able to see him only heightens the kinky pleasure.
He thrusts in and out of me like a piston, rocking my body back, impaling my needy pussy on every glorious inch of him. I respond by clenching hard against him as if I never want him to pull out of me.
“Oh, fuck, I so missed your pussy,” he grunts.
His hands grip my hips tightly as he bestows punishing thrust after punishing trust. Every time his body slams against my ass, it takes me closer to the edge. Relentlessly, he pounds into me, claiming me, branding me, dominating me, reminding me why I love him so fucking much.
“I––I can’t take it…” I gasp. My stomach tightens, the sweet promise of a toe-curling orgasm already looming. “Oh God, I can’t… I just can’t…”
“My slut will take whatever I have to give her and she’ll thank me,” he growls.
He picks up the cadence.
It’s almost frantic.
Since I’m confined behind the darkness of this blindfold, I can only feel. And by God, does it ever feel good.
Loki shifts his weight, covering my body with his, pressing me hard into the mattress. He pulls out all the way, leaving only his tip lodged inside my weeping pussy. I ready myself for the next devastating thrust, but it doesn’t come.
“What’s going on?” I ask.
He responds by sliding slowly into me, inch by delicious inch.
Yes! Oh, yes, yes, yes!
Then he lets loose.
He’s wild.
An incoherent prayer tears from my lips as I tilt my hips back to meet him.He rewards me by thrusting into me again, and again, and again––each time deeper than the last.
His hard body is slick with sweat.
So is mine.
I’ll never get used to the perverted sound of slickness as his cock drives in and out of me. It’s sinful. And it’s a testament to how much we crave each other.
“You needed me to fuck you like this, didn’t you?”
“Yes.”
“You needed to feel my angry meat pounding you.”
“Yes.”
“No one owns this pussy but me.”
“N––no. You’re the only one. It’s only you, Loki. Only you.”
I’m nearly delirious.
“And it’s only you, Kyla. Only you.” I couldn’t ask for more, but he had to take it up ten notches. “I love you, gorgeous. I love you so fucking much. This last week was unbearable. Not having you near me almost broke me,” His lips brush against my ear and his words tug at my heart.
Dear God.
“I––I’m close.”I struggle to say the words.
Suddenly, Loki pulls out of me again.
“No!”I whimper, lost in a desperate haze of need.
What the hell is he doing to me?
