Page 110 of That Sik Luv

She’s still gasping for air when her pink tongue slides out of her mouth, her swollen lips surrounding me. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I fist the tip tightly, pinching back the cum that’s already seeping from the slit. She tongues my balls, flicking her warm, wet tongue beneath my shaft, and I look down to see her gazing up at me with those insatiable eyes. Those doe-like innocent eyes that hide all the dirty things she does for her man.

I curse, pulling away from her, leaving my cock hanging between us while I try to collect myself.

I’m so close to coming already. Her teary-eyed, innocent need to please me has me losing all sense of control.

“Come here,” I hold out my hand to her, helping her to stand.

Bringing her over to the kitchen island, I lift her little frame, sitting her on the edge and removing the mask. I toss it on the floor, her long black hair remaining a tangled mess over her face. She looks wild and untamed, and every bit the dirty doll I’ve always imagined.

“You ready for some cock?” I ask, pulling her panties to the side and plunging my fingers back inside her.

She moans, arching towards me again, her thighs parting wide to allow me to step between them.

“Aero, please...” she begs, palms falling back behind her on the counter to stabilize herself as her breasts beg for release beneath her buttoned shirt. “I need you.”

Her breathy plea is all it takes for a man like me to fold.

“Beg for my cum, church girl,” I demand, wrapping my hand around the front of her neck again. “Beg me to fill you. I need you to plead for it.”

“Please, baby. Fill me. Spill yourself inside me,” she urges incessantly, tossing her head back between her shoulder blades and placing her heels on the edge of the counter, opening her hips so incredibly wide. She exposes her pink, wet little center, the soaked panties rolled to the side, making her lips appear enlarged and swollen. Her black thigh-high tights, with my blade where she keeps it, are already slipping down her thighs.

My cock is achingly throbbing to get inside her again, red at the tip, firm, and slick from her throat, but this sight before me is something I need to absorb. Fucking nasty perfection. Screaming for my cum, creamy thighs spread wide with a wet, dripping cunt just begging for me to tear through it. She’s tingling in anticipation with the tightly bound pleasure only I can give.

The only heaven I’ll ever know.

Without words, I line the head with her wet center, swirling myself with her arousal, and forcefully shove into her heat. Her walls clamp down around my shaft, holding me tight within her, and I swear, by the spasms I feel around me, she’s on the verge of orgasm already.

I hold myself deep and her head finally rises, her gaze meeting mine. Our eyes connect in a moment of silence, our open-mouthed pants mirroring one another’s. We relish in the feeling of being so interconnected, more than just the physical aspect.

Our souls beg to tear into each other, demanding we crash in the most catastrophic way. We can’t become one until I crawl into her skin and live deep within the marrow of her being the way I desire. I pull the knife I gifted her from the strap on her thigh and flick the blade open with my wrist, she eyes it wearily as I line the blade up with her inner thigh.

“Everything I’m made of demands you, Briony,” I explain, our chaotic breaths aligning as she swallows down her fears, eyeing my every move. “I am yours, and you are forever mine. Until the end of this life, then whatever life we live after that.”

I remain lodged deep within her, our eyes focused on one another as if no one else in this universe exists. Fisting the blade, I cut through her perfect flesh. Her eyes wince slightly but don’t dare come off of mine. She trusts me in a way she shouldn’t trust anyone. With everything.

Her jaw tightens as a light whimper of pain leaves her throat, and she lifts her chin more to meet mine. This is the sexiest I’ve ever seen her. Determined yet still questioning. Resilient yet slightly fearful. Emitting submission to me completely, yet knowing she’s entirely unstoppable in her own right.

My cock swells to a rock inside her, twitching within her tight grip as I carve the upside down cross into her flesh, an arrow pointing towards myself at the tip. Her eyes finally peer down at the branding that’s now dripping blood down the soft flesh of her inner thigh. The wildest, most ferocious gaze emits from her blown pupils, passion straight from the soul.

I turn the blade on myself, and she grips the handle, carving the same symbol into the flesh of my lower abdomen, oblivious to the pain as endorphins flood my mind.

“Aero,” she whispers, almost in reckoning, coming to life at this very moment.

I stare back at her intently, watching in awe and admiration as my angel falls for me.

“Briony,” I whisper.

Pulling out of her, I crouch down between her thighs, kneeling to my queen. I lick the freshly cut wound, healing my harm with my tongue. Her thigh quivers at the sensation, the warmth of her blood smearing across my lips and down my chin before I stand before her again.

Without warning, she reaches out, gripping my neck, and pulls me forward, the knife dropping to the floor beneath us. In a hurried and reckless rush, she kisses me, licking her blood with wicked strokes as I slide my cock back inside her, speaking to my soul entirely with our tangled tongues as we begin fucking and bleeding together.

There’s a knock on the door around the corner that pulls her attention from me.

He’s here.

But it doesn’t stop me. If anything, my cock grows with the realization of what we’re doing. I continue to give her what she needs, fucking her roughly on the kitchen counter until she screams into my palm, held tight over her face. Her nails tear into the flesh of my neck down to the top of my pecs as she convulses around me, losing herself to the sensations.

Gripping her hair around my fist, I pull her back from my lips and look down at my cock sliding in and out of her tight, dick-hungry pussy, seeing her cum coating the length of me.