Page 89 of His Hell Girl

His hands are slack as he just looks at me, confusion mixed with desire in his eyes. But I also see something else.

Hope.

He wants this as much as I do. And when he sees the confirmation in my gaze, relief floods his features, his hands tightening over my neck, his thrusts taking a violent turn.

My mouth opens on a sound that never leaves my lips, my pussy opening up to meet each one of his maddening thrusts. I feel the way his cock reaches deep within before retreating, the base of his shaft slapping my pussy as it invades me even further. Long and thick, it manages to stimulate every sensitive spot inside of me.

He applies more pressure on the sides of my neck. Not enough to hurt me, but enough to make me lightheaded as he continues to push himself into my body, assaulting my senses with such intense pleasure, I fear I may actually black out.

He's already made me come so many times, and as I feel another orgasm near, I doubt I'll be able to take much more.

"Fucking hell, Sisi," he grits out, his fingers digging into my flesh, his hips pistoning in and out of me, "you're fucking amazing," he groans, a deep sound that reverberates in my very being. "Myfucking amazing."

I hang on to him, my hands on his arms as I take everything he has to give.

Out of nowhere, he shifts me over, throwing me on my belly and spreading my legs before diving in again.

Braced on my elbows, I gasp as I realize he's much deeper than before.

How is this possible?

He drags my hips toward his, his fingers digging into my ass cheeks as he continues to impale me on his cock.

I can only push my ass into him, meeting him thrust for thrust as I focus on the feeling of finally being one with the man I love.

The only man I'll ever love.

"You're mine," he growls, his voice hoarse. His hand lands on one cheek in a resounding slap, the slight sting only enhancing the pleasure.

"More," I demand, knowing he has more to give me.

Savage. Unrestricted. Beastly.

I want all of him.

"My dirty little nun wants more," he chuckles, another slap landing on my ass. I whimper, clenching my walls around him in approval.

Then his fist is suddenly in my hair, his fingers digging into my scalp as he pulls me toward him, my back to his front. He has my hair wrapped around his fingers as he twists my head to look at him.

There's a savagery in his gaze that wasn't there before. And hell if it doesn't make me hotter, my pussy spasming around him the more he pulls at my hair.

His mouth tugs up as he notices my reaction, an arrogant smirk enveloping his features as he lowers his mouth to my ear.

"You want me to wreck you, don't you hell girl?" His deep voice sends shivers down my back, the way his warm breath fans over my ear, my entire body primed to respond to his inanyway.

"Yes," I reply, struggling to keep myself from moaning out the answer.

"Good. Because I own you," he says, and his words shouldn't make me so hot. God, they really shouldn't. But in this moment all I want is to beownedby him, to be at his mercy as he does whatever he wants to my body. "I own every hole in your body," he continues, bending me forward and slamming into me even harder, the hand on my ass moving slowly down until his thumb is caressing my rear entrance.

I feel him spitting on my ass, his thumb swirling the saliva around as he pushes it into my hole, the muscles resisting at first before slowly giving way.

I gasp, the sensation wholly new but not unpleasant.

He keeps thrusting into me, his thumb imitating the same movements, and my body unable to take the double stimulation.

"Your pussy's mine," he grits out, his cock slipping almost completely out, the head teasing my entrance in a shallow thrust before fully surging inside and hitting my G spot. "Your ass is mine." His thumb slips deeper inside, and my muscles immediately tighten around him.

"Every inch of you is mine," he declares, wrenching sensations out of me I'd never thought possible.

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