Page 103 of Seeking Shadows

I'm insanely crazy about her.

That's why I would hand over every fucked up part of me to her on a silver platter. Because nothing is as good as her.

As good as feeling closer to her like this.

Mia needs control—she needs to feel that power, especially amid everything messed up around us.

We're in this together, and I’m here to make sure she knows that.

So, I let her take the lead. Because I want to be everything she needs.

And because her mouth on my cock sucking me like that should be a crime how good it is.

Fuck.

Our eyes were locked. That’s when she lowered her head and took most of my shaft into her mouth. Her head bobbed in a calculated motion. Her hands were in sync with her caresses. Her tongue was in the same alignment.

She sucked my cock with such enthusiasm and vigor that she had to use her fingers to tuck her white hair behind her ears.

The sensation in my cock was teetering on the edge of agony.

“Look how hard you get for me,” she says in a sweet voice releasing my cock with a pop sound. “I like that.”

The tip of her tongue teases my head as I bury my hands in her white locks.

"Whatever’s weighing on you, I can ease the pain, little angel. Only I can,” she sooted making my cock twice harder.

I let out a shaky breath at her words, my hips instinctively meeting her mouth.

Fuck. Fuck.

My hard, throbbing cock was in Mia's mouth as she sucked skillfully.

I was on the edge of begging for mercy when she pulled away, my control slipping entirely as something far more primal surged within me.

“I can't take it, I need to be inside you, now.”

“Who’s in charge now?”

“Fuck Mia, if I have to beg for you I will,” I say pressing her against the wall, my cock teasing her wet slit, All my instincts screamed at me to take her, to plunge inside her in one swift, desperate motion.

"Mia,” I panted.

"Hm,” she moans grinding against the head of my cock, her slippery pussy was driving me wild, leaving a trail of chaos on me, teasing me, pushing me to the edge of madness.

"Fuck, baby, please.”

“No begging, just fuck me, Zane. I know you can make love to me, I know you can be gentle. But I need you to fuck me.”

Her words broke the last thread of control I had. Not so gently, I push my thickness into her tight pussy. She moans as her nails dig into my back. And I continue to thrust into her deeply.

“More,” she begs, clinging closer. It’s intense. Every time we have sex. It’s like my body and hers are made of the same material, fused into the same thing.

It is desperate and needy, it is carnal.

I thrust so hard into her that she screamed probably alerting all the staff in the mansion. Our breaths are even and her hands run through my hair as I fuck her like she asked me to.

With my fingers digging into her jaw, I lean forward and kiss her like a man starved.

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