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“You feel that?” I snarl, clutching her hips with bruising force. “I cannot live without this. Without you.”

She cries out, a sound that rips through me, her pussy squeezing tight around my cock.

“You’re so tight… so fucking perfect… made for me.”

“Mmm… oh my God…” she whimpers, her voice a wrecked mess.

Her nails rake my neck, drawing blood, and I hiss, loving the sting. I fuck her harder, the tree leaves raining down.

“You’re mine, Pen,” I rasp, my forehead pressed to hers, sweat dripping. “To have you like this every single day, I’d kill for it.”

Our bodies slap together, wet and filthy, the only sound cutting through the rustling trees and whispering breeze. She wraps her arms around my neck, clinging, and I hoist her other leg up, lifting her off the ground. I fuck her harder, driving into her tight, dripping pussy, the tree bark scraping her back raw.

“You take me so goddamn good, Pen,” I snarl into her ear, teeth grazing her lobe. “You love this, huh? Love me fucking you stupid?”

“Yes… yes!” she screams, her voice echoing through the graveyard, her legs wrapping around me, pulling me deeper.

This is us. So loud, so messy, so unhinged. We’ve fought this pull for too long, pretending we could outrun it. Now it’s spilling out, dirty and desperate, and we cannot stop. Footsteps crunch behind us, some nosy bastard stumbling down the path, but I keep going. She hears it too and I feel her tense, but her nails dig deeper into my shoulders, urging me on, begging for more.

That’s when I hear the loud, surprised gasp.

“What the hell!” a woman yelps, her voice cracking with shock.

I cannot stop—would not, even if I could. I’m buried balls-deep in Penelope, her wetness swallowing me whole, her heatsearing me alive. The stranger staggers off, muttering, and I laugh against Pen’s throat before sucking the salt off her skin.

“I’m gonna come, baby… gonna fill you up so fucking deep…”

“Yes, that’s it… I need it…” she pants, her words slurring into a plea.

I explode inside her, pumping hot and thick, claiming every inch of her. We stay locked like that, panting. Then I ease her down, her feet hitting the grass shaky and unsteady. I grab her hands, pulling her close, her breathless giggle vibrating against me. “I cannot walk after that,” she says, half-laughing, half-dazed.

I slam my lips against hers, devouring the salty mix of her sweat and mine, with a faint trace of that filthy lie she calls ‘just chapstick.’ Our fingers entangle.

“Good thing I’m here to carry you, huh, Pen?” I growl, teeth grazing her earlobe, tugging it rough. “But fuck, those thighs could choke me out anytime, and I’d beg for it while licking you clean after.”

She pulls back just enough, flashing that wicked grin that says she’s already plotting my ruin. “Carry me, please?” she purrs, her voice a filthy, mocking drip as her nails sink into my knuckles.

“Of course, baby. Then we’re fucking again in the car,” I shoot back, my mouth twisting in quiet amusement.

“No,” she snaps, but it’s weak, barely a protest.

“Yes.”

“Ok, fine,” she huffs, rolling her eyes, but the way her voice cracks like she’s already wet tells me she didn’t even want to fight.

Chapter 14

Penelope

I’m bent over the kitchen counter with my skirt shoved up to my hips, and Adriano’s pounding into me, relentlessly, his hands bruising my skin where he holds my waist. The granite digs into my stomach, no doubt going to sting like a bitch tomorrow, but all I feel is him. His hot, thick, cock splitting me open with every thrust. My nails scrape the edge, trying to hold on, and he’s panting, growling filthy shit in my ear that makes my whole body shake.

“You’re such a fucking slut for me, Pen,” he rasps, voice rough, his teeth nipping the back of my neck. “Look at you, dripping all over my cock like you can’t get enough. Bet you’d let me fuck you anywhere, anytime, wouldn’t you? My dirty little bitch.”

I moan, loud and shameless, pushing back against him because he’s right, and I hate that I love it.

“Shut up,” I choke out, but it’s weak, and he laughs, dark and mean, driving harder until my legs shake.

His fingers dig into my hair, pulling my head back, and he bites my shoulder, marking me like some animal claiming its kill. I come hard, shuddering, and he follows, groaning as he spills inside me while squeezing my boobs so hard it hurts.

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