Page 108 of The Loathing

“They suit you, Little Red.”

I give him a wink and rush into his room. My eyes dart round the room and I see a black duffel bag sitting by the wardrobes. Falling to my knees I unzip it and search round but it’s empty. I huff, blowing up and my breath causes my hair to lift softly.

I look round the room once more but there is no other bag. I dive back in and find a small zipped up pocket inside. I unzip it and find a paper note.

Pulling it out, my brows crease as I unfold it and crinkle my nose when I see what is says.

A couple of condoms for you in case you get some English pussy.

Love Keaton X

“Ew,” I shake my head, taking the silver foiled condom and folding the note up, holding onto it.

I rush back out to the lounge and toss the condom at him along with the note. Titus’ brows raise as he unfolds the note, and his eyes widen before he shakes his head from side to side before they land on me.

“Your friend Keaton is disgusting by the way,” I smirk, but he knows that. Pushing my hair from my face then push down Titus’ boxers, discarding them.

“I don’t want to do this here Twilight,” he whispers, standing and scooping me up. “You’re too good for the couch.”

My heart drums in my chest as Titus carries me to his bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him and dropping me into the duvet.

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

AMORA

Titus crawls over me, pulling me up and tugging my tee over my head and his hot mouth falls to by heaving chest, his lips locking round my hard nipples as he bites and tugs on my pert tits.

I watch, panting as he kneels back and he tears the condom wrapper with his teeth, his eyes not leaving me for a single second. Rolling the condom down his hard length, I quiver.

Kneeling between my spread legs, his fingers swirl at my opening and I let my hand dance down my bare stomach as I rub my clit, working myself back up to where I was before.

Slipping one, then two, and finally three fingers into me he fucks me slow with his fingers and I feel the pressure building. I don’t want to come like this, I want his big, beautiful dick inside of me.

“King, please,” I beg.

He slips out of me, his hands either side of my head, his arms encasing me as his lips brush against mine.

“Are you sure about this?” he asks one last time and I nod.

His beautiful eyes move down between our bodies, and he presses the tip of his cock at my opening and I feel myself tense slightly.

“You’ve already had the tip baby, relax or I’m not going to fit,” he says quietly, his large hand rubbing and kneading my breast as he slowly pushes his hips forward, nudging into my tight opening.

“Oh,” I just about manage as I feel him slip a little deeper and I clench.

“Don’t squeeze baby, fuck,” he squeezes his eyes shut, his jaw clenched. “You’re so fucking tight.” I watch as his head tips back and I look down to see he is only half in.

Tilting my hips slightly, meeting his slow thrusts into me and with each one he is hitting a little deeper.

“You’re doing so well Little Red,” he praises, his hand gripping my slim hip, his fingers digging into my skin.

“You’re so big,” I whisper, “shit,” the sting burns as he pushes through the barrier and fills me completely with one last thrust. He stills for a moment giving my body a moment to adjust.

“Are you okay?” he asks, the veins bulging in his neck as he holds himself still.

“Yeah,” I reassure him as he pulls out slowly and then moves back into me.

He takes his time, being gentle and making sure not to be too rough but it’s not enough.

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