Page 50 of Ravage

"Oh. Fuck! Yes!" she screams, and the orgasm rocks through her so hard that her leg gives out.

I grip her hips, holding her up while I continue to fuck her with my fingers as her body writhes against the door.

She still coming when I move my hand away, her moans shooting straight to my cock as I rip my clothes off. I turn her around and yank the zip of her dress down her back, letting it fall at her feet. Keeping her back pressed against my chest, I walk her towards the kitchen counter, stopping to grab my wallet on the way to get the condom I'd added earlier. Just in case I hadn't been able to resist fucking her in the bathroom at the club.

Bending her forward to flatten her chest on the bench, I quickly roll the condom on and slam inside her. She screams again, her body still not recovered from the epic orgasm I'd just pulled from her. I thrust hard, feeling her pussy squeeze my cock with each movement.

"Wasn't it worth the torture, princess?"

She moans as I drive myself into her over and over, pushing us both towards release. When I feel her getting close, I reach around to pinch her clit. She comes with another scream, and I let her pull me over the edge with her, her pussy squeezing my cock so tight that I couldn't pull out even if I’d wanted to.

Wrapping her hair around my fist, I pull her head back slowly and kiss her as sheshudders.

Once we've both recovered, I ease out of her before turning her to face me. Lifting her so she's sitting on the bench, I throw the condom in the bin before kissing her again and she melts into it, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me in close.

It's not long before I'm ready to go again.

22

I SEE I'VE INTERRUPTED SOMETHING

IMOGEN

It's beenyears since I've shared a bed with anyone. Even when I've been fucked hard by Sebastian, I've made sure there was no crossing that line we've both drawn. He's always left after our interludes in my apartment, and I've never entered his bedroom at Dark Desires. Sleeping next to each other implies some sort of relationship, and neither of us was interested in one of those.

But after the countless orgasms that Cam dragged from my body over several hours, we'd collapsed into bed, exhausted, and I'd passed out with his body wrapped around me, my back pressed into his chest.

And it was the best sleep I've had in years.

When I wake to find our bodies still entwined, I should be freaking out. This man is possibly the most aggravating man I've ever met, and yet, I want him. He pushes me outside my comfort zone, which is terrifying.

But I can't push him away.

The clock on his bedside table shows that it's after ten, meaning I've only slept for about five hours. I can feel Cam's hardcock nestled against my arse, and I wriggle, desperate to feel it slide into me again.

"Keep doing that, Imogen, and we're going to end up fucking again," he murmurs into my hair.

I wriggle again, and he groans. His grip tightens on my waist for a moment, before he rolls over, and I look over my shoulder to see him reach for the box of condoms on the bedside table behind him.

He rolls one on, then pulls me back against him, nudging the head of his cock against my entrance.

"Is this what you wanted?" He grabs my thigh and pulls my leg back over his, pushing in deep.

I moan. "Yes, sir."

"Good girl." He fucks me slowly, and I keep my leg hooked over his as he slides his hand around to find my clit. "God, I could keep fucking this pussy for days. Months. Years." With each thrust, my orgasm builds, slowly climbing as he rolls his hips and rubs my clit. "Are you going to come for me, princess?"

I moan. "If I say yes, are you going to deny me again?"

He chuckles, thrusting harder. "No. Not this time."

"Thank fuck," I sob, and he chuckles again, applying more pressure to my clit.

The orgasm crashes over me, and he keeps fucking me through it, working towards his own release as I cry out, my pussy gripping his cock as my body shudders.

"Fuck!" He cries out a moment later, burying his face into my neck as his body spasms.

We stay like that for a moment, trying to catch our breath. He keeps holding me tightly against him, and it feels nice. Comforting.

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