Page 22 of Should I Fall

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“Are you on birth control?”

A shiver ripples throughout my entire body, but whether it’s from what that question implies or the delightful way he’s carving that tongue through the peaks and valley between my legs, it’s hard to tell.

“I am.”

“I’m clean,” he says. “But there’s no pressure. If you want me to use protection?—”

“I don’t.”

“You’re sure?”

“I want to feel you, Dash.Allof you, without anything in between us.”

“Good. Me too.”

I expect him to crawl back up my body, but instead, he slips his hands beneath my butt and lifts my pussy to his face. His slow, methodical rhythm becomes one of savageness. The sudden shift is jarring in the best way. One moment I’m soaking in how good it feels to be enjoyed, the next I’m fisting the blanket and holding on for the most intense pleasure ride of my life.

Dashdevoursme.

His beard tickles everywhere as that mouth destroys me.

It’s so intense.

It’s so fuckinggood.

My climax strikes like a bolt of lightning—quick, hot, and dialed up to one thousand.

When he crawls up my body, I cling to him. He plunges into my channel as I’m still riding my orgasm wave. He fills me all at once, and I cry out his name.

“You okay?” he asks.

“Okay is such an understatement,” I say, wrapping my legs around his waist. “Nowfuckme like you mean, Dash.”

Dash complies.

He rails me.

I’ve never been one for rough sex, but with Dash, I can’t seem to get enough. He pummels into me over and over, and I can’t tell where the last orgasm ended and this one began. Just when I think I can’t possibly take anymore, Dash reaches a hand between our joined bodies and plays with my clit like he’s a lead guitarist in a heavy metal band.

I come apart again.

And again.

I lose count of the orgasms.

They all roll into one, long continuous string of pleasure.

“You want me to come inside you, baby girl?”

“Yes,” I pant.

“You sure?”

“Yes!”

“Because once I come inside this sweet pussy, you belong to me. Understood?”

I want to argue that I’m not a possession, but I can see it in his eyes. That’s not at all what he means. He means I’ll be his to protect, to keep safe, tolove.