Page 59 of Marked By Him

He starts to move as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. Like with his blade, Jin’s hips move with purpose and expertise.

The nerve endings in my pussy scream, contracting around his dick. I rock with Jin as he drives into me, his thrusts picking up speed. It feels like riding a wild animal as I hold on and move in sync with him.

His thrusts are hard and powerful. They’re smooth and deep.

My arm tightens around his back and cries of pleasure pour out of me. We really have become animals. Jin is a tiger, growling and dominating. I’m his prey, the wounded rabbit that’s being ripped to shreds in the best way.

Over and over, he fucks into me, never holding back. His teeth find my shoulder and his long cock bashes away at my sweetest spot. He’s stretching me, filling me, marking me more than he ever has before.

More than the black ink he tattooed on the inside of my wrist.

Jin seals his lips over mine and kisses me hungrily on the mouth. My fingers slide into his windswept hair, my grip tight. I undulate my hips to match the stroke of his dick, creating a new level of pleasure for us both.

He groans into my mouth and lashes his tongue against mine. We consume each other like we’re starving and could never get enough. We’re chasing a high together, frantic and desperate in the dark night.

This grimy, dirty alley where we’ve finally given in. Yet nothing has ever felt better. Nothing’s ever felt this fucking good.

Jin pins me against the brick wall, his thrusts turning purely vicious. He’s rough and aggressive, his long fingers squeezingmy thighs enough to bruise. I kiss him harder, sucking at his tongue and tugging at his damp hair.

My pussy convulses around him. Pleasure vibrates through me. Every touch, every thrust, every lash burns me up. It’s like I’m on fire, consumed by the flames when Jin hits my sweet spot and my orgasm explodes.

My second of the night.

I’m a whimpering mess in his arms. Wave after wave crashes down on me. Liquid hot pleasure that makes me pant and my pussy and thighs quiver. I’m so sore and swollen, yet as Jin thrusts away, all I want is more of him.

It feels so fucking amazing to have him inside me.

Crazy in the light of day? Foolish? Stupid?

Maybe.

But right now, with my legs and arms wrapped around him and his dick buried deep, I wouldn’t want it any other way.

Our lips glide, mouths open, our pants for air heavy and ragged. He pushes his face into the crook of my neck and his hips drill away ’til I can feel his muscles contract. His skin is burning to the touch, knotted with tension.

He’s close, thickening inside me, throbbing and twitching.

Then he floods me with his cum.

He groans into my throat and makes me shudder. His release spreads through me from the inside and triggers a tiny blip of a third orgasm out of me. We remain squashed together, pressed up against the brick wall for a while.

But the night’s not over, even as we finally move. We dress quickly—or what I can do to dress considering Jin shredded my shirt. He tugs off his own for me to wear, remaining shirtless in his leather jacket, then he drags me off to his car.

In a matter of minutes, we’re bursting through the door of his apartment for round two. Jin’s whisked me off my feet again,carrying me to the bedroom while I’ve locked onto him like a freaking koala bear.

He takes me from behind on his bed, rough and hard ’til I’m crying all over again. He shoves my head down and I scream into the comforter as he plows into me. Thighs spread wide, my pussy drips clenched around his cock.

He pounds away. He reaches under me and plays with my clit.

I bounce back on him and take him deep. Deeper than I’ve ever taken another man before. Even Eli.

But I turn off any thoughts about him. I surrender to the moment.

Jin fucks me so good, coherent thought isn’t possible even if I tried. He flips me over and slams back into me, folding my legs behind my head. We go at it so hard, his bed creaking, that it’s a miracle it doesn’t snap in half.

He comes on my stomach, marking me in a whole new way once he’s done with me. A satisfied, exhausted smile comes to my lips. I dip my fingers in the milky cream he’s left on me and I suck them into my mouth, tasting him.

Salty and sweet, a flavor combination that’s delicious on my tongue.

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