Page 54 of Bound

Emery's eyes anchored on mine, caressing my heart into soothing beats. Her lashes swept up as she blinked, her gaze blazing bright like torches.

Covered in soap, with drenched hair and prickles running up and down her arms, she stretched her hand out, and grabbed my wrist. Pulling me into the shower, Emery tore my shirt over my head, driving her lips onto my chest.

The hot water splashed around us, washing her naked frame clean. My boxers stuck to my legs as I tried to slide them down. Shifting my hips, I worked the soaked material to my knees.

My cock throbbed painfully, ready to take this woman again and again. In one quick swoop, I lifted Emery off her feet and curled her legs around my waist. Our eyes were locked on each other, never breaking away, never losing each other as our bodies pressed together and sheer desire became the driving force.

Cupping her ass, the tip of my cock hit her wet entrance, slipping inside with ease. Groaning hard, I dropped my head into her neck and bit her throat. Her walls tightened around me as my shaft filled her up, spreading her wide.

Thrusting hard and fast, I dug my fingers into her ass, and pushed her back firmly against the wall.

Emery let out a loud moan, grabbing my neck and pinning her thighs to my hips. She was holding on tight, bouncing her ass to my rhythm. I would slam in, she would slam down, I would pull back, and she would clench her pussy so my cock stayed inside.

“You need me, don't you?” Whispering against her shoulder, she cooed. “You need me to erase all the pain you feel, don't you?” Expelling a breath, her nails raked my scalp. “Fuck, that's sweet.”

Harder and harder, I buried my cock in her pussy all the way up to my balls. My fury base tickled against her skin, while her smooth wet lips milked my shaft.

She couldn't speak as every inch of her trembled, shivering from head to toe. I could feel the shake as it radiated through her muscles, and spread through her body. With one final thrust, my cock exploded, filling her with hot cum.

In the end, as her eyes fluttered up to mine, and her fingers raked through my hair, I knew something changed between us. I could see it, I could feel it, and there was no denying it now.

I was hers, and she was mine.

There was no room for anything else.

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