Page 103 of Heart Sick Hate

She snakes a hand up to my wrist and grips, helping me force her deeper.

“Fuck.”

Echo is messy. Dangerous. Perfect.

Mine.

Tears and spit spill over me, and it’s the most beautiful sight. I want this girl to hurt for me as much as I hurt for her, and I’ll chase every bit of pain with pleasure.

“Swallow.” Our eyes connect, smeared mascara running down her cheeks as my release shoots down her throat.

Some spills out the corners of her lips, but she fights to take in all she can. Her mouth slides over me, sucking me down. And when she pulls back, I wipe her mouth and shove in the cum that’s trying to spill out.

“Good girl.” I paint her lips with my release. “Such a pretty little whore taking every drop.”

She wraps her lips around my thumb, sucking me in.

“You’re fucking perfect.” I smear my thumb over her mouth when she releases it again. Her messy face flushed and glowing. “I can’t get enough of you.”

“You sure that wasn’t enough?” She pulls back with a wicked little smile. Slowly, she stands and strips off her jeans before crawling up into my lap. She reaches for the hem of her shirt and strips it overhead, revealing a see-through black bra that shows off her perfect tits and matches her thong. “Because I can give you more, my lord. Unless… you’re tapping out already.”

I grab her hips, shoving her harder onto my lap and circling her center over my dick. Grinding her pussy over my cock, which is still wet from her sucking it. The friction is already pumping blood back to all the right places.

“I don’t tap out, princess.” I circle her hips again, and it digs her underwear into her. “But you will. I’ll fuck you until you’re begging me to stop. And whenyour pussy can’t handle it anymore, I’ll shove my dick in your ass and fuck you harder.”

Echo leans in. Her tits brushing my chest, her lips grazing over mine. “I’d like you to prove it.”

Sweet as she pretends to be, the dark side of Echo is coming out. Her other half speaks to mine. The parts of her she fears exist, but I feed it because I can’t get enough of her.

She drags her mouth back and forth over mine, a fraction away from a kiss. “Show me I’m yours, Crew.”

Vulnerability.

It’s halfway between a plea and a beg. Her body wants to be broken like her mind has been. And this girl who hasn’t belonged to anyone her whole life wants to be mine. She trusts me to take care of what’s left of her.

Nearly everyone in her life has hurt her, betrayed her, but she doesn’t want me to.

I draw my hands up to her face and cup her cheeks. “I love you, Echo. The good in you. The bad in you. All of you.”

My fight fades, and it’s just her in my hands. A soul where it belongs. Trusting me to keep it safe. Doesn’t matter how many terrible things I say to keep the distance between us, she trusts my actions.

“I’m going to figure this out for us.”

I don’t make people promises, but I won’t break this. I can’t. Not now that I have her.

“I know, Crew.” She wraps her arms around the back of my neck and sinks her lips to mine.

Drinks my heart from my chest. Blinks my soul from existence.

Echo is endgame.

I pick her up and carry her to the couch, laying her down on it and stripping off my shirt as I kneel between her legs.

Heaven between them as I peel her underwear off and spread her thighs for me. I thumb her clit, and she shivers. Her body reacting to the only man who has ever come inside it.

I kiss her pussy, and she clenches her thighs around my head. She can suffocate me all she wants. I’ll die between her legs a happy man.

“Crew.” Her nails dig into my scalp, and I love how my name sounds in a moan from her lips.

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