Page 89 of Corrupt Me

“I can’t. I take care of what’s mine as well.”

I shower him with the same attention he gave me. Playing with the small barbells, I trace his piercing and give it a lick.

I love his salty, sweet taste. I love his cock inside me, filling me to the brim. There’s no emptiness when he’s inside of me. I hum around him, knowing he loves how the vibrations feel against his length.

Even his cock is beautiful—hard steel but velvety soft. His length and thickness are both impressive, and I always feel a sense of pride in being able to take all of him. My hand comes into play as well, pumping him up and down. Switching between sucking and jerking him, it doesn’t take long for his grip on my hair to tighten. He takes back the reins and comes a bit. I swallow him down, and he’s still rock hard.

He never lets me stay on my knees after I suck him off, even though I don’t mind. It’s empowering to wield his pleasure like that. Once I am back on my feet, the blow job leads to him backing me into the shower stall.

“Put me inside of you. While I love my cum on your lips, it belongs in your pussy.”

My hands tremble as I wrap my fingers around his shaft. He’s so thick, and with those barbells, it appears like a damn impaling device. As if he wants me to feel every inch, he prolongs burying himself inside of me for as long as he can. I scratch at his chest to relieve me already.

“Please, baby… please.” I can’t believe I’m pleading and begging, but it’s beyond my control.

“I fucking love it when you beg for my cock, kitten. It makes me even harder.”

“I feel it… You’re ruining my pussy.”

“It’s mine to ruin.” And with that, he thrusts inside of me, fucking me until we come together.

Holding me close, he kisses my temple, and I look up at him, afraid it’s a dream.

“You okay, love?”

“I am more than okay,” I say, smiling, and he returns it.

He kisses me again, gently brushing the wet strands of hair sticking to my cheeks. Gazing into each other’s eyes, I could spend eternity in his orbit.

He washes me with so much care and tenderness that emotions overwhelm me. I am glad the water washes away my tears.

Our connection goes deeper than the physical. It’s as if, separated, we’re broken halves, but together, we’re an impenetrable whole. Is that why people crave love so much? Because we come into the world incomplete and spend life searching for our other halves? It surely feels like he completes me.

He dries me and wraps the towel around my body, and then he does the same to himself.

“I don’t want to snowboard today.” I want more uninterrupted time with him.

“Then we won’t. But I need to feed you.”

“I’d like to explore more of the town. Should we tell the others?”

“Fuck no. I want you just for myself.” He kisses my shoulder, locking his arms around me and stroking my belly. It’s like he can’t get enough of me, always kissing and touching me whenever possible. I soak up that knowledge like my heart is a sponge with endless storage capacity.

We stay in each other’s arms, neither wanting to let go. I close my eyes, savoring this incomparable feeling for as long as possible. But then my stomach rumbles, and he brushes his palms along my sides before squeezing my ass cheek. “Go get dressed.”

I put on a pair of black jeans and a fluffy green cashmere sweater and slip my feet into a pair of boots. By the time I’ve applied a bit of blush, some mascara, and lip balm, he’s leaning against the wall by the window. He’s already dressed and scrolling through his phone.

The need to be on my phone and my laptop nonstop must have vanished with so much sex, keeping my brain under an overdose of endorphins.

“Where are we going?” I ask, giddiness blossoming in my chest.

“To the only place around here that seems to offer brunch. I’m starving.”

I don’t mind taking a ride, because that means we’ll spend more time together.

We both put on puffer jackets—mine red and his black. I type a quick message in the group chat, letting everyone know where we are, and then tuck my phone in my pocket.

“Hop on,” he says, gesturing to the seat in front of him on the ATV.