Page 19 of Contract Of Shame

He lifted up and placed a pillow under her hips creating a delicious angle. Her pussy and clit were on display. He licked a finger and pressed it against her clit. Her cum already supplied enough lubrication, but with Scarlet he wanted to be careful.

In seconds her climax was screaming out of her.

“Fucking hell,” he said when her cunt got tighter with the spasms of her release. He found the headboard, held on, and fucked her hard and fast. Their cries mingled, and as her release began to ebb away his built until he fucked inside her one final time and cried out. His muscles bulged when his hands tightened on the bars.

Never before had he had a release that left him light-headed. The pleasure was immense almost to the point of unbearable. He felt like he’d died and gone straight to heaven. Richard collapsed on top of her, and his face went to the curve of her neck. He inhaled her delicious fragrance and knew he’d finally come home.

“That was amazing,” he said when he lifted up.

Scarlet had fallen asleep. Richard stayed gazing down at her, his heart beating in his chest. Her eyes were closed, and her lips swollen from his kisses.

“What should I do with you? What if Wayne is right? It would explain all the gifts. I think if I wasn’t such a heartless bastard, I could quite easily fall in love with you, Scarlet Hughes.” He laid a kiss against her lips and pulled out of her body. The condom was filled with his semen.

He’d hoped the condom would split and, he’d have a bigger connection binding them together. He shook his head at the stupid avenue his head was going down. Men didn’t go out to force babies onto women to stay with them. Women, blackmailing women, did that. He dispensed with the condom and went back to bed. She’d already fallen asleep, so he wouldn’t have to deal with her getting up and leaving to go back to her own bed. For once he wanted her in his arms. The other nights he knew he’d be yearning for her.

He got inside and moulded his body around her. In no time at all she rolled over and snuggled against him. Her heat and warmth were welcome inside his cold heart.

At some point throughout the night he woke, needing her again. He rose above her, and kissing her awake he drove inside and sated himself. Loving her body was becoming another addiction to him. As he fell asleep the second time, he thought about the wetness on his cock. Strange, considering he’d been wearing a condom.

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