Page 63 of Bad Seed
“Yes.” It’s nothing more than a whisper, but he slides his cock out, then thrusts in to the root. “Yes!” Even being so aroused I’ve dripped down to my knees, my vagina struggles to fit him. He clamps onto my hips, pulling me down to meet him.
I moan, shocked at how good this feels after everything. How the pleasure can still swell through me as his pelvis snaps into my ass.
Aubry grabs my tits, pressing both back, and he groans. I lean toward him and sparks shoot through my eyes. His cock hit something forbidden and tender inside of me. Instead of pain, I cry out in a rush of one final orgasm.
“Fuck,” he cries out, panting against my neck. “Sadie. Your tits are…your body, I…”
My pussy grabs him, refusing to let go with every hard and fast thrust. He starts to hum, the whole of his body vibrating. I flail a hand back, wanting to touch him. To prove to myself this isn’t a wild dream.
“I have to feel your skin!” Aubry shouts. “Please. Please!”
He wants to come on me? Again?
Yes!
A more demure, “Yes” tumbles out of my exhausted throat.
Aubry pops out of me. He whips off the condom, then pins me against his chest. With one hand on my breast, he thrusts. His cock rides up through my ass and over my spine.
“Yes,” he moans. Thrusting freely, he massages my tits and teases my nipples. His panting strikes the back of my ear as he keeps crying out for more, for me, for my soft skin.
“I need you,” he shouts at the pinnacle. With one hard jerk, his voice rings out. “Sadie!”
Cum erupts up my back, reaching to my shoulder blades.
Aubry cups a hand at the base, catching it as it slides down. I did that. Just my bare skin made him come so hard he coated my whole back.
Panting, I start to take a step away when he catches my chin and turns me to face him.
“You’re a fucking goddess,” he declares and kisses me.
My body collapses. Aubry catches me at the last second, but I wouldn’t have cared if I hit the floor. It was worth it. Even if I’m sore for a week, it was worth it. Lifting me up, Aubry gives a quick glance to my camera and the last picture.
I took nearly two hundred while he fucked me.
Wow.
I’ve hated eggplants since my allergy kicked in, but now, I don’t know if I’ll be able to see one without getting wet.
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CHAPTER TWENTY
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AUBRY
What was supposed to be one night with her turned into a dozen. Every date, I’d try to think of somewhere new to take her, in public, and fight to keep my hands to myself. Every night after, we’d wind up in someone’s bed, or the couch, or the seat of my truck. Some times I’d toss and turn, craving her down to my bones, only to wake and find she’d slipped out of my arms.
It was a sickness I’d never felt before. Like if my heart was away from hers for too long it’d stop beating.
I was also having the best sex of my life.
A life where I’d wake up, feed my cat, do perfectly legal financial things, then call her up and head out. Sometimes we’d eat pizza in a buffet, others we’d stay in and get delivery. Is this what it’s like to be normal?
Well…
I glance to the fruit bowl on the counter. Inside of it an eggplant slowly rots in on itself. The eggplant that watched as I fucked her behind the camera. Look, I know it’s not alive. No shifter could have maintained the farce for that long. But I also enjoy watching it ooze and turn brown while I get to plow her every night.
