Page 25 of Uxpectedly Ever After

"Fuck, baby, fuck." He thrusts into me, pulling almost all the way out before plunging back inside. Over and over again. His pace is hard, fast, rough, relentless. His fingers dig into my ass as he pulls my body into his with each drive of his hips like he can’t get deep enough inside of me.

He's still inside me as he kicks off his pants and boxer briefs, stumbling away from the wall. His arms shake as we move. He’s fucking me as he walks toward my bedroom, and I can't even believe the strength in him. Can't even fathom the power in his body. He carries me, fucking into me with every step until he curses. "Fuck, I'm going to come."

Yes, yes, fuck yes. I want that.

My arms are around wrapped around his neck and I use my hold on him to lift myself up and fuck myself back down on him so he can’t hold back. He stops halfway down the hall and his head falls back while he lets out the hottest groan I've ever heard as he comes. His legs shake and the muscles in his chest, arms, and neck strain while his cock pulses.

"Fuck, I'm sorry," he moans as he empties himself inside of me. His voice is rough and so fucking sexy. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm sorry."

"God, that was hot," I tell him as his cock twitches inside me. It's still hard and when he finally takes a step toward the bedroom again, he hits something deep inside of me that makes my entire body shudder.

"Yeah? I've never come that fast, but you... fuck, I couldn't help myself. You drive me fucking crazy." He drops his forehead to mine. "I'll make it up to you."

His elbow slams against the doorframe as he carries me into my bedroom, and he grunts. But he doesn't lose his grip on me, and he doesn't pull out of me either. Instead, he walks across the room and lays me out on the bed like I'm a precious gift. The way he looks at me is almost reverent as his eyes rake over my body stop between my thighs. His hand slides up the back of my leg, and he yanks my shorts off and tosses them over his shoulder before he pulls it up to sit on his shoulder, kissing my calf as he stares down at where his dick is still inside of me.

"Look at you, taking my dick so well," he murmurs, his eyes glued between my legs. The sound of his voice makes my pussy clench around him and his jaw tics. "God damn."

He bends my leg back, opening my body to him even more, and starts to move. Slowly. He's watching where he's fucking me, where he's sliding in and out of me. And then his fingers are against my clit. Everything's slippery and wet and he's slidingright against it, rubbing me in rhythm with the slow rolls of his hips.

How is he still hard?

"I love seeing you full of my dick," he tells me. "Knowing how deep inside of you I am."

I whimper. My body's climbing higher and higher as he works me over. As he grinds into me, making sure to rub that big, hard dick of his against my g-spot with every lazy roll of his hips. I can't even hear the storm outside with the way my heart is pounding. My skin is slick with sweat and my breath is coming in shallow, panting gasps as I get closer and closer to the edge.

"Look at me," he commands, and I open my eyes. He's looking down at me like nothing else in the world matters except the two of us. The look in his eyes is savage. Rabid. It's a look that's meant to claim, to own, to mark. "I'm going to spend all night making your pretty pussy come. Teaching it who owns it now."

Oh, god.

He pinches my clit, and I cry out, my body clenching and spasming as I come. Hard. So hard, I see stars. It's like I'm being sucked into a black hole, and I can't do anything but fall. My entire body shakes, trembles, quakes as the orgasm rips through me. His fingers and his cock are relentless, stealing every bit of pleasure he can from me.

"God, you're fucking beautiful," he says as he leans over me and crushes his mouth to mine. I wrap myself around him, holding onto him like I'm about to float away. And it's a good thing I do because he rolls, taking me with him until he's flat on his back and I'm straddling him. Our bodies are still joined together, and he's still so hard, it makes no sense.

"Banks," I gasp as his cock shifts inside of me, hitting me in places I didn't even know existed.

He smiles at me. A wicked, sinful, toe-curling smile that makes his eyes glitter in the dark. And then his fingers tighten on my hips, and he uses them to lift my body off his dick. I slide up until just the tip is inside of me and then he yanks me back down. My head falls back, and my hair tickles the small of my back as he uses my body like a toy. He's grinning as he fucks into me, and I don't ever want to stop.

"Play with your tits," he says, and I do. I cup my breasts and tweak my nipples, rolling the stiff peaks between my fingers. It makes my pussy tighten around him, and his thrusts grow more frantic. "God, that's so fucking hot."

Nothing has ever felt better than having Banks Priestly between my legs, looking up at me like he's the one who's never felt anything better than being inside of me.

I drop forward and kiss him. Our tongues and teeth clash as he drives up into me, fucking me from below. It feels incredible. I want it to last forever. And yet...

"Banks," I moan his name as I come again, tightening around him while his pelvis rubs against my clit at the perfect angle. "Fill me again. Please. I need it. Need to feel it."

"Fuck," he groans as he thrusts into me again, then one last time, his entire body going stiff as he shoots hot and deep inside of me. I can feel every twitch of his dick as it spasms and jerks. Every pulse as he fills me. "God, yes, take my cum. Take all of it. Every fucking drop of it."

He rolls us again, putting me on my back as he settles on top of me, his hips grinding into mine as his cock keeps pumping cum inside of me. My arms are around his neck, and I hold on to him as he rides out the wave, as his body jerks and shudders. His face is buried in the crook of my neck, and I feel the heat of his breath against my skin.

"Damn," he murmurs, his lips pressing a kiss against my neck. "I've never come so hard in my entire life."

"Me either," I tell him.

He lifts his head, pushing up on his elbows to look down at me. "Yeah?"

I nod and bite my lip to hide the smile trying to break out over it. I don't know what it is about the awe in his voice that makes me want to giggle, but I'm not about to let him hear that right now.

He kisses my forehead. Then my nose. And finally, my mouth. It's soft and sweet and I can feel his smile as he does it. When he pulls away, he brushes my hair back off my cheek and then pulls me down so I’m cuddled up against him.

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