Page 78 of Broken Souls
The feel of her hips.
The tightness of her pussy as she takes me.
Pulling my knees up so I’m crouching above her, I tug at the waistband of my pants. Snap open the button. Pull down the zipper.
“I need to be inside you,” I rasp against her neck.
Need to know how she feels when I can feel everything, my every nerve ending so fuckingalive.
How it’ll feel when I come inside her, filling her with my cum.
How her pussy will taste when I lick her afterwards.
“No! Stop!”
Groaning, I pull out my cock and hike up her dress. I rip out the knife and toss it away. It tumbles across the floor. She tries to bring her knees up to stop me from getting close enough to slide in, but I just rock back on my heels, grab her hips, and haul her onto me with one strong thrust.
“Don’t do this –”
She cries out, her back arching, and I damn near fucking come at the explosion of sensations flooding through me. The sound of her screams. The spasming of her pussy as she takes me so godsdamn deep. The smell of her arousal as it mixes with her adrenaline, her fear.
“Fuck, Micha,” I growl as my fingers dig into her hips, my cock pulsing inside her but not moving. “You feel too damn good. I’m going to come before I even –fuck.”
“Stop. You’re killing us,” she says, trying to kick me off her. But I can’t stop, can’t help myself. Not when she feels this fuckinggood.
Grabbing her ankles, I force her legs up and wide apart, keeping them out of my way. Then I pull out of her so I can look down at her pussy.
“Fuck, baby, look how good you’re hugging me. You’re so godsdamn beautiful with your pussy wrapped around the head of my cock. Now show me how deep you can take me.”
“Varius, please –”
I shove in, and she screams.
But I can smell the increase of her arousal, feel the flood of wetness seeping down my balls.
Growling, I ram into her again. Rub my cheek along her leg, kiss the smooth skin there. Lick it. I love the taste of her sweat spreading along every tastebud on my tongue.
Groaning, I fuck her faster.
My balls tighten.
An overwhelming heat grips my cock.
“Fuck, baby. I’m going to come if you keep squeezing me like this.”
I growl.
She whimpers.
And godsdamn it, I crave the taste of those too. I want to feel those vibrations against my lips as she moans into my mouth.
So I lean down and take what I want, my cock sliding free of her pussy for just a moment.
My lips rub against hers. My tongue slips between them.
I rub my hands up and down her legs as they hang over my shoulders.
Fuck. I can’t get enough of her.
