Page 109 of The Deals We Make
The hairs on his chest tickle my back.
It’s a struggle to breathe. I can’t focus on anything other than my breath and the way he feels, thrusting deep into me.
I open my legs a little wider and try to tilt my hips until…
Oh. God.
“Please,” I whisper.
“You want me to make you come, baby? Ease the ache you feel?”
I nod. It’s hard to find the breath to make more words. Everything in me wants to burst open, seeking that ultimate feeling of fulfilment.
“What if I just fucked you untilIcame? What if I didn’t care whether you came or not? What if I just fucked you like my little toy until you milked all the cum from my cock?”
I shiver at his utterly filthy words.
I don’t want him to come without me. But the thought he might is bringing me closer to the edge. Like I’m chasing something that’s about to leave.
Desperation kicks in.
But I have no way of helping myself. My hands are held tightly above my head in his. The weight of his body over mine prevents me from moving.
As if he senses my need, Ti speeds up his thrusts.
Deeper.
Harder.
I cry out in frustration.
Ti says nothing but bites gently on the side of my neck so I can’t even move my head. My cheek is pressed down into the mattress.
The world reduces until it’s just the feel of his cock inside me.
Nothing else matters.
And then, I feel my orgasm start. A deep shivering sensation in my lower back.
“Oh, Ti,” I gasp into the mattress.
“Yeah, baby girl. I’m right here. Come for me, because I’m about to fill you up.”
The world shatters.
I close my eyes, lost in a feeling of fullness and nothingness.
My body shakes.
“Ah, fuck. Yes, babe. You come so fucking beautifully,” Ti says.
I’m almost too lost in the things I feel, but his words manage to cut through. Everything I do in this bed will be appreciated by this man.
Just as my orgasm starts to recede, Ti loses his rhythm, grunting as he comes.
“Fuck,” he says finally on a long breath of air.
He releases my hands and slides his arms around my stomach before rolling us onto our sides.
