Page 81 of Monster

He shook his head softly. “Your mother’s an idiot.”

I cupped the back of his head. “No more talk about her.”

His lips fell back against mine and in the blink of an eye, our bathing suits were shed. He fisted my hair and tilted my head off to the side, nibbling down my neck as he sucked marks against my skin. I felt my pussy heating for him. I felt my toes curling as he kissed down the valley of my breasts. He cupped them forcefully, massaging and tweaking my puckered peaks as I moaned and squealed and whimpered.

“Teo,” I whispered.

He growled. “Already so wet for me.”

He slid two fingers inside of my body and my back arched dangerously. He crooked them against that pebbled spot as his thumb slid against my clit, and already I felt my ending approaching. I fisted the bed sheets as he pumped his dexterous fingers, tickling that sweet spot that made my eyes widen and my jaw unhinge with silent pleasure.

An unearthly drone bubbled up the back of my throat as my orgasm crashed over me.

But, nothing felt even remotely wonderful compared to the feeling of his cock sliding between my legs.

“Holy fuck,” he growled.

He pinned my wrists above my head and pounded against my body. My tits jumped for his viewing pleasure as he planted his knees into the mattress. My legs locked around him as I opened myself up for his assault. His thick dick, sliding against my walls as they clamped around him. My body, puckering at every movement and every sound he graced me with. All I knew was pleasure. All I understood was his presence. And the only name that came to mind as my second orgasm approached was his name.

“Teo! Holy shit!” I exclaimed.

He grunted. “Come for me. Squeeze that tight little pussy ar—ound—oh, shit.”

He slowed his movements long enough to work me through an ecstasy that crashed so hard against my body that my vision tunneled. My body shook and tensed. Contracted and released. Then finally, my back collapsed to the bed.

I felt physically spent until Teo’s dick slid from between my legs.

And automatically, I missed him.

“No, no, no. I need more,” I whispered.

He chuckled darkly. “Oh, I’m not nearly done with you yet.”

He gripped my hips and flipped me over before pulling them into the air. His hand slid up my spine until his finger wrapped up into the tendrils of my damp hair before he shoved my cheek into a soft down pillow. His cock slid back inside of my body and my eyes rolled back. He held me exactly where he wanted me as he fucked me senseless, causing the headboard of the bed to bash over and over against the wall.

“So good for me. That’s it. Holy shit, Char. I’m so close.”

I groaned. “Come for me.”

“I’ll mark you inside and out.”

“Please, Teo. I need to feel you.”

The sounds of skin slapping skin filled the room as his balls smacked against my clit.

“Teo!” I exclaimed.

“Fuck. I’m coming. I’m coming, Char. There it—is. Oh, yeah. Oh, fuck. Holy shit.”

I collapsed against the bed as I heaved for air while he cock filled me to the brim. His body collapsed on top of mine, his dick still sheathed within me as his face settled against my shoulder. His hand weakened against my hair. I felt thread after thread of sweet, hot arousal coating me before my pulsing pussy pushed him away. And as his dick fell against the soft bed sheets, I felt an ocean of evidence flood the mattress.

Showcasing to anyone who walked in exactly what happened.

I let my eyes fall closed as he eased himself off my body. I didn’t even have the energy to move out of the wet spot as I listened to Teo pad out of the room. And that’s when reality came crashing down around me.

Now that he got what he wanted from me, I was all alone again.

“You gonna move? Or, do I need to help you?”

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