Page 151 of Chaos Kills

She can have that.

And I’ll take her tight cunt as repayment because it always gets the job done. It always takes me to where I need to go.

My tongue gives her no reprieve as I taste her over and over again. My cock propels in and out as she squeezes me and forces my orgasm to break free.

Not yet.

Not until I hear her scream.

Biting down on her lower lip in warning, Bay stops torturing me and permits my actions to drive us to our climax. I strum my thumb along her sensitive nub, coaxing her to come all over me.

There are so many things I could say, but I’m tired of talking. There’s nothing else to say. Dreams and fantasies are all shot down and to shit now.

I just need this.

One more fix.

One more fuck.

“God, Reeve,” she mumbles through a small gasp. “You feel so good.”

Baby…same.

I know she hasn’t gotten shit from Ozzy. That stupid asshole doesn’t know what to do with his cock. He probably cuts the fucking thing just to get it up.

Which suits me just fine.

I don’t need another reminder of what he has and what he took from me. The little shit hasn’t faced me yet on the matter at hand. He took Bay, and I’m gonna kill him for it.

With her encouragement, I bottom out, causing a small squeal to escape her lips.

I can’t get enough of this girl. If I could, I’d lock her up and fuck her every time I wanted to.

The idea is tempting as fuck.

However, Wallace would probably find her and off me, so it wouldn’t last long. Yet, I’m still intrigued at how many times I could do it before he did locate her.

Thoughts for later.

Because Bay’s cunt squeezes me again, and I’m just about down for the count. I can barely hold on, but she hasn’t come yet.

I’m not going to beg for it.

No, she’s going to give it to me of her own volition. I want to see if this woman can still explode around me and fucking head to the planets and shit.

Spreading her ass, I abandon her clit to see if my dick will do it for her. If my presence will draw out that rapture that’s about to break free from me.

I continue to kiss her like my life depends on it, and Bay answers back with equal fervor. I can’t get enough of how she makes me feel. How it still lives free and wild inside me.

As I bury myself deep again, Bay breaks apart around me. Her guttural moan seeps past my reluctance of my own release, and I come so hard I almost drop her.

Tightening my hold on her ass, I pump out my orgasm, twitching and spasming before I’m burying my face into the crook of her neck and breathing in one last memory of the random scents that she smells like all the time.

I feel the light grip on my hair as Bay threads her fingers in it. Her cheek rests on the side of my head as she comes back down to earth.

But this is it.

I got what I wanted, and now she can go.

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