Page 57 of Fury

In her hand my need grew ferocious. That familiar pressure cast its net over me, pulling, pulling…

I winced.

“What is it? Did I—”

I swallowed down the knot in my throat. “It starts burning with a hint of fear. The one time I’m supposed to be letting loose, I can’t.”

“I helped them do that to you,” she whispered, pulling back from me.

“No.” I grabbed onto her hands. “You’re the only one who understands. You were there. You were in all of that hell with me. You know.” I kissed her, my throat thick, my breath all fisted up in a knot. “I need you. Only you.”

“Justin—”

“You.”

“Let me change it for you.” She put my hands over her tits again, and my pulse hammered. Her small nipples were as hard as tiny stones against my skin.

“You’re so beautiful,” my voice quaked, like my rattling insides. Her face softened, a hint of a surprised, shy smile lighting up those incredible eyes.

Wild magic. All of it for me.

I’d never said nice things to a girl before. Never spoke during sex. To say what?Yeah, like that. Harder. Open more.But now I wanted to, I wanted to make Serena happy, make her smile with pleasure which made me lighter and warmer inside. I wanted to fill her with my tumbling thoughts, my crazy feelings. I couldn’t stop it.

Why should I?

I gently cupped a silky soft breast, and she whimpered and moved under my exploring touch. She leaned back, bringing my head closer to her breasts, offering her body to me.

“You don’t have to do anything. I know you think you do, but you don’t,” I whispered. “If you don’t want to, if you don’t want me—”

“Oh, Justin…” Her hands dug into my hair. “I feel and I want, and I want you. I want to be with you, make things better for you, and I want you to make things better for me. I want so much, so badly.”

“You want to live,” I whispered.I want to live too.

“Yes, yes…” She planted kisses on my forehead. “And I want you to feel good again.”

“We got plenty of time for that.”

“Do we? Really? We might only have tonight.”

“What are you talking about?”

“What if they find us? What if Tania turns out to be a psycho serial killer and murders us in our sleep with some lethal injections she’s got stashed in her bag? What if aliens land in South Dakota tonight and take over the world?”

I laughed, and she stroked my cock again.

“Oh fuck, Serena...” I slid my forehead against hers, my grip on her shoulders real tight. Overwhelmed.

“Let me have you. Please let me have you,” she murmured.

She slid down alongside me and took me in her mouth, and I let out a long hiss of air. It’d been so long, so long since I hadn’t dreaded being touched by a woman. So long since I’d wanted to come. Since Serena in that hellhole dungeon.

I was fucking coming tonight. I was unraveling.

“Serena...”

She sucked on me, her head moving between my legs. I pulled her new dark hair out of the way, and she moaned as I wound it tightly in my grip.

“Fuck yes, yes.” My insides roared, my every muscle was on fire straining with need. I wanted nothing more than to come at her will, to come the way she wanted me to. To spill myself inside her, and feel her take all of me in.

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