Page 36 of The Hallows Queen

I moan, my body being overloaded with sensation and need.

She pulls back, breathing hard against my mouth. “I want to feel the water.”

I nod against her. “C’mon.”

Standing up, I hold my hand out for her. When she grabs it, I pull her up and start walking to the water. Her fingers stroke along my back from behind, so I turn to look over my shoulder at her while I take the steps into the shallow end of the pool.

“You have so many tattoos,” she says, staring at the piece covering my back. “Did they hurt?”

I chuckle, pulling her down the steps behind me until we’re standing on the floor of the pool. Turning to face her, I put my hands on her hips. “Some of them.”

Her hair is a mess on top of her head, but she doesn’t seem to care. She seems completely comfortable standing here in her birthday suit, a bird’s nest on her head and smeared mascara under her eyes. She still looks beautiful, messy and chaotic, and I hate how much looking at her makes me feel serene.

She bends her legs, sending the top half of her body under the water for a moment before she plunges her head below the surface. When she comes up, she gasps and runs her hands down her face. “God,it feels so good in here.”

Water glistens from her lashes, making it look like there’s glitter in her eyes, and I step forward to kiss her. She moans against my lips, wrapping her arms around my neck as I slide my hands under her ass and settle her legs around my waist.

When I pull back, I roll my hips against her. “Do you feel how fucking hard you make me?”

She trails her hand down my body, in between us, and curls it around my shaft, her eyes finding mine as my mouth drops open breathlessly.

I move quick, carrying her to the opposite side of the pool and slamming her against the wall, making her cry out. Capturing her mouth with mine, I let her guide me to her entrance, and then I push inside until she screams.

Running my hand down her throat, I pull back to look at her. “That’s it, Penelope. Scream.”

I buck my hips hard and fast, pulling another scream from her mouth before I circle my palm around the column of her throat and squeeze. Her hands fly to my arms, and she presses her nails against my skin as I keep fucking into her powerfully.

My balls pulse with pleasure as I continue to jackhammer between her legs, and when she tightens her grip on my arms, I look into her eyes. She’s gasping around the hold I have on her throat, and my mouth twists into a smile. “Come for me, and I’ll let you breathe.”

I fuck her harder, faster, feeling her cunt clench around me so tight that I groan and grunt, my other hand slamming against the side of the pool to hold on.

“There you go,” I groan, feeling her pussy tighten to the point I can barely keep moving, then her body shakes and twitches against me. “There you fucking go, Penelope.”

Her face is starting to turn red from lack of oxygen, but her eyes close and her head tips back as her climax takes over her body. I let go of her throat in time for her to yell so loud that it echoes out around us and continue pounding into her.

Her nails start to split my skin next to the scabs she left the night we met, and I smash my lips to hers and moan into her mouth when my orgasm barrels through me.

“Oh,fuck,”I shout, fucking her through the rest of my orgasm before we both fall lax against each other.

My heart is beating so fast, I can feel it tearing through my entire body, my chest heaving and trembling.

Penelope sighs, dropping her face against my chest and holding on to my arms, “I think I just had an out-of-body experience.”

Her comment makes my chest shake with laughter. “How was it?”

She looks up at me. “Spiritual.”

I chuckle, running my hands down her waist and lifting her quickly, placing her ass on the side of the pool. “Let’s see if we can make it happen again.”

Grabbing her legs, I put them on my shoulders, then dive between her thighs and suction around her clit. She falls back, catching herself with her hands. “Oh, God.”

Her hips roll against my face as I start to lick her clit, and she cries out above me before her legs tighten around my head.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she chants, her feet curling up to bring her thighs up against my ears.

Stopping is the last thing I plan to do with the mix of sweet, tangy, and salty flavors of her pussy and my release filling my mouth. Instead, I slide two fingers inside her and curl up to her G-spot as my tongue moves in hard circles against her clit.

“Fuck, I’m right there, don’t stop.” Her hands slap down on the concrete beside her, urging me on and making me fuck her harder with my hand. When I feel her cunt squeeze my fingers, I pull her clit between my teeth and roll it until she screams into the air.

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