Page 161 of Green Flag
“Not just the tip,” she breathed against my mouth. “Not just the head.”
She pulled me closer.
“Every inch of you, Luca.”
Her hands were tight on my ass as she guided me further into her tight heat. “Please.”
Fucking hell. The second I was inside her, my eyes rolled back — not from relief, but from the sheer overload. I had her. Finally. What I’d dreamed about, burned for, lost sleep over — all of it, here, wrapped around me like she’d always belonged.
“What can I do to get you to give me everything?” she whispered and brushed my cheek with her palm. “Don’t hold back. Fuck me like you’ve wanted since the beginning. Push into me, Luca. Move. Please move.”
There was just my frozen body leaning over her panting chest, half of my cock in her, stunned that this was happening.
She locked her ankles around my ass and pulled me further into her. I grunted and she kissed the edge of my mouth. “You said you would give me everything. Anything I wanted. Your fingers, tongue, bike… and now I want your cock. Make me scream, tear me apart.”
Her pussy was so wet, I wasn’t surprised she’d been able to take me. But if I thrust into her with the force, the recklessness, the urgency I needed… I really might tear her apart.
And I was surprised I could think of anything other than how deliciously tight and wet she was around me, but I still worried… what if she would regret this?
“You want my cock?” I asked her, my voice gruff. I bent her legs before me and twisted her so she lay on her stomach. “Fuck yourself with it.”
She let herself loose. On her knees, she thrust back and forth, each time sliding further down my length. Watching my cock disappear inside of her had me back to rock damn solid, filling her more and more.
“You can take more, can’t you?” I goaded and she moaned in agreement, nodding desperately. “I thought you wanted every inch?”
Her pace picked up, thrusting further back, riding me harder.
“I can feel… I can feel you growing inside of me,” she panted. “It’s so… it’s so good. You’re sodeep.”
I still wasn’t fully inside of her.
“Fuck yourself with my cock,” I encouraged. “That’s it. Like that. Come on my cock, Everly. Get it.” Her breaths quickened — became frenzied — and her thrusts became more erratic as they heightened. “Yes, that’s it. Fuck.”
Her walls pulsed around me as she cried out, grabbing the pillow again and pulling it to her mouth to smother her desperate, liberated sounds.
She fell onto her arms, her chest heaving, her words between pants. “I want you— you’ve got to — please… fill me up.”
Shit. If she kept on talking like that… I wouldn’t have a choice but to give her what she wanted.
“Please, Luca,” she mewled and nearly took me down to the hilt. “Please.”
Her voice broke with the final beg and, fuck it, I did too.
Firm grip on her hips, I tugged her back onto my cock, until her ass slammed into my pelvis. She gasped, head in the duvet, before chanting, “Yes, yes, yes.”
Her pussy was a vice for my cock, taking me perfectly.
I was ready to blow.
But those moans were music to my ears as I thrust into her, making her body slam into mine and filling the room with an obscene beat to accompany her wails.
My dreams came true when I saw my cock covered in her cum, drilling in and out of her.
Ass in the air, there was no greater pleasure in life than to spank her and change the rhythm of her moans into the pillow she’d grabbed.
I leaned over, reaching to rub at her clit, never letting up on my thrusts, and bit into her shoulder. A high-pitched gasp escaped her.
Fuck, that was rougher than I’d intended. She might have wanted that but for my first time with her…
