Page 112 of Until We Meet Again

"That feels so good."

She pushes her body back against my mouth, and I glide my tongue over her once more. "The things I wanna do to this ass."

I grip her waist as I line my cock up with her and slowly push inside her, every inch of me disappearing, and I can't tear my eyes off the way her pussy swallows me. A sharp breath escapes her as she presses her face into the bed.

"Relax, beautiful. You know you can take me." I pull out slowly, my cock coated in her arousal. I thrust back in with force, sinking as deep as I can get, and she calls out to me.

"Zane!"

"That's my good fucking girl."

"Jesus Christ."

"You feel that, sweetheart? Me inside you. Claiming you as mine." She whimpers in response. "I wish you could see how wet you are. Your pussy is soaking me." I roughly grip her hips, taking my time with her as I fuck her at a teasingly slow pace.

"Zane, please."

"What's the matter, Tessa? Is this not enough for you?" I say breathlessly, knowing full fucking well that this isn't nearly enough and that I need to drive into her until she forgets her own damn name. "Use your words and tell me what you want, sweetheart."

She lifts her face from the sheets and gazes over her shoulder, locking her lust-filled eyes on mine. The hunger in them settles on me, tainting my every thought with impurity. "I want you to fuck me like your whore," she says with determination, confidently demanding what she wants, knowing that I'm the only man who will ever give it to her.

That's my girl.

I pull out once more, slamming back into her with force, and she screams out. I clench my jaw and take in a quick breath as I desperately attempt to hold onto what little willpower I still have.

"You want me to use your body like you're nothing more than my fucking toy?"

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.

"Fuck yes, I need more. I need it all."

"Grip the sheets, Tessa."

She reaches out in front of her, tightly clutching the sheets, while I draw back and mercilessly fuck every last memory of me being gone out of her. Each hit drives her body deeper into the mattress, and the slapping of skin against skin echoes throughout the room. Within seconds, she spasms around my cock while I relentlessly slam into her. She screams my name, and it's the most beautiful sound in the world.

She becomes boneless beneath me, and as she tries to recover, I run my thumb over her ass before sliding the tip inside her, holding it there as I thrust against her slower, waiting for her to be ready to take me like that again.

"That feel good?"

"So fucking good."

"When the day comes that you feel my cock here, I’ll have claimed every inch of you."

I pull out of her and flip her onto her back in one rapid motion, my face dropping between her thighs. As I take a long, slow lick of her, I hold her eyes, getting off on how much she loves to watch me when I have my mouth on her.

"Show me," she demands with a playful smirk.

I slide my tongue inside her pussy, lapping up as much of her as I can, and as I look up, I know she'll see herself dripping all over me. I move back up her body, plunging my tongue inside her mouth, which she eagerly sucks.

Gripping my cock, I enter her again, wrapping a hand around her throat. If I didn't already know she was the one, the smile on her face as I hold her beneath my grasp would've made it really fucking clear.

"Use me to get you off," she purrs against my lips, but there's no fucking way she's not coming with me.

I lower my thumb to her clit, massaging her in slow circles, her body writhing as I continue to fuck her. "One more, Tessa," I whisper, and she clutches the hand that's decorating her throat,clinging on for dear life as I continue to stimulate her already overstimulated body.

She lets out a soft moan. "I can’t…"

I murmur, leaning closer to her ear, "Yes, you can. Give me another." My voice is firm, and when I pull back, her eyes lock onto mine. "The earrings look beautiful on you, by the way." I nip at one before I continue my assault on her body, furiously pumping into her as she swallows every inch of my cock. "Look at me, sweetheart." Her eyes lock onto mine, and everything else fades away as we drown in our connection. Lifting her hips and matching me thrust for thrust, she tightens around my cock. Her back arches, and my name leaves her lips, triggering my release.

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