Page 61 of Torn Souls

“Guide me to your entrance,” I demand.

The moment the crown of my cock makes contact, feeling how soaked she is for me, I clench my jaw. It’s too good and I’m not even inside of her yet.

“Make me forget. Chase it away,” she pleads, her brown eyes filled with remnants of the pain she’s experienced for far too long.

Never again.

I fill her with one savage thrust, her pussy stretching around my shaft and welcoming me into her body. To stop herself from crying out, she bites down on her plump bottom lip. But that’s my job.

I lean forward, sucking her bottom lip into my mouth and swallowing the little whimpering sounds she makes. Fucking perfect.

“This is going to be hard and fast. Later I’ll worship your body,” I promise.

“Just fuck me, Maxim,” her words are a demand, her hips twitching in my hold and showing me how much she needs me to move.

I’ll never disappoint our woman.

My strokes are hard and fast, her body plastered against the wall where anyone could find us. The danger of getting caught, of being watched, only makes this moment hotter.

Every time I pull out, leaving just the head inside of her, I slam back inside of her. My hips punch forward faster and harder with each thrust.

Her hands curl around my shoulders, and I can feel the bite of her nails even through my suit jacket. I want to feel it on my skin.

“Fuck, Maxim,” she gasps, “just like that. Please.”

Her pleading words skate along the skin of my neck and I start to move faster and harder, needing her to let go, needing to feel her clench around me.

“I’m going to come deep inside of you,” I rasp against her lips.

She lets out a long, low moan right before her legs squeeze my waist tighter and her head falls back against the wall. Her cunt tightens even more as her orgasm washes over her. But I don’t let that stop me.

I keep thrusting through her orgasm, prolonging it for her, and heightening her pleasure.

But I know I won’t be able to hold off.

I slam inside of her one more time and grunt. Each jet of cum painting her walls has my vision darkening. My chest is heaving as she clings to me, our hearts racing where our chests are pressed together.

Pulling out of her, I know my cum is sliding from her and coating her thighs. It makes me want to pound my chest and roar in triumph.

But I can’t.

My senses come back to me as I tuck my semi-hard cock away and help Oaklynn straighten her clothes. When I reach for her hand, I twine our fingers together and lead her back to the car. We’re silent, but it doesn’t feel awkward or heavy, just temporarily satiated.

The moment I pull out to head home, I hit Huck’s number on the screen. “Maxim,” he greets, “everything okay?”

The anger I was feeling earlier when Chambers and Lev showed up is back tenfold. “Oaklynn is fine,” my words are clipped and I’m glad she doesn’t flinch at my tone. “When we were almost done with dinner, Chambers and Lev showed up at our table. I want to know how they knew where we were, and I need you to wipe any footage from the cameras out back.” I glance at Oaklynn to find her cheeks turning pink. “We needed to take the edge off after speaking with those pieces of shit. I don’t want anyone to have the chance to see our woman come all over my cock.”

“On it,” I can hear the amusement in Huck’s voice and then the clicking of his keyboard. “Also, you should know since I’ve already told Kirill. Chambers has been sending texts to Oaklynn with threats and how he knows she was never going to tell him anything about Kirill.” He takes a deep breath and sighs, “One mentioned that he was going to sell her since she was useless to him in this city now.”

My hands tighten around the steering wheel and Oaklynn stiffens. Her voice is cold, “I hope when he dies that it’s painful.”

“It will be,” Huck promises before he hangs up.

Oaklynn relaxes back in her seat and lets out a sigh. Before I can get lost in my anger because our date was ruined, she reaches over and gives my thigh a squeeze.

“Thank you for a wonderful date, Maxim. Hopefully, next time my father will be dead, and we can enjoy it without interruption.”

I bark out a laugh and can’t help but smile. Our woman is something else.

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