Page 83 of Love Me

She opens wider, and I slide down her throat. With my palms on her cheeks, I thrust in and out. Her garbled sounds and my groans mix. She looks like a vision: lips swollen, a reddish hue on her cheeks and neck, and spit gathering on her chin.

“So fucking beautiful, Sky. So eager to please me. Should I reward you with my cum?”

She moans around my length, opening even wider, and I slip even further down her throat.

“Do you deserve it?”

If her eyes could shoot laser beams, I’d be fried. Pushing her head up and down my length, I control the pace while she controls my pleasure. The sensation is so intense that I buck up. But I want inside of her. I want to see my cum leak out of her.

I need to claim and mark her so she thinks twice about letting another dick get near her.

When I pull out, she gasps for air, all flushed. I drag her up and back her into the shower stall. Thrusting inside her to the hilt, the pleasure almost knocks me out.

“Whose are you, Sky? Fucking whose?”

She bites into my shoulder, and I keep up my punishing pace. I want to bury myself in her and never come back. It’s better losing myself in her than not having her.

“You don’t deserve the answer. Now, fuck me. Make me come.”

Her nails bite into my skin as I hit that spot inside her. I am so deep. Her pupils roll back in her sockets.

“Not so fast. I’m not done with you.”

Pulling out of her, I turn her around, smacking her ass cheek. She slaps the shower stall while my hungry eyes take in the curve of her back and the two dips on her round ass. I spank one cheek, then the other.

Two rosy imprints look back at me, and then I am back inside her tight, warm, and wet pussy. She feels phenomenal. Her head falls back, and I suck gently on her neck while rolling her nipples between my finger and thumb.

“Why does it always feel this good?”

“Because you’re fucking mine. That’s why.”

“Keep fucking, stop talking.”

I pinch her nipples and pump so fast and hard inside of her that her nails cut half-moons on my arm.

“Like this. Such a greedy pussy.”

A shudder rocks her. “Yesss. I’m almost there…” She’s lost in a haze of pleasure while I suck on her earlobe, biting down. “Then come. Come on my fucking cock.”

When she falls apart, she moans my name so loud I am sure everyone in the house heard her. But I don’t fucking care. I want the entire planet to hear her and know who she belongs to.

When her walls clench around me, I lose all control and spill all I have inside her––my cum painting her walls. Unprotected again.

All calmness and remnants of release evaporate.

Celine is staring at me, gauging my reaction. “You’re back there.”

I turn my back to her, chest heaving with my pants.

“What do you know about my pain, Celine?”

I watch her from the corner of my eye. She flinches, but I step out of the shower and yank a towel from the rack, wrapping it around my waist.

From the bed, I watch her shower. All I can picture is her belly swelling with my child while the Family hunts us down, and I wouldn’t be able to protect them.

Breaking her heart was the deal; I would take it every time.

I expect her to gather her stuff and leave. Instead, she goes to the closet and takes a shirt out.

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