Page 66 of Legacy

She has her whole life ahead of her, but I don’t want to let her go.

Reagan grabs the sides of my face, forcing me to look her in the eyes. Our foreheads press together, and my chest whooshes with the gravity of the earth centralizing between us.

I fuck her slow and deep, watching her every reaction. Memorizing them.

“I want you, Jesse.” Her breath hitches when I fuck her deeper. “Jesse—Legacy. I want all of you.”

Those are dangerous words, and I feed on them. My soul sinks its teeth in and hangs on. Her body grips me, and she stares me in the eyes as I fuck her. And I watch those flecks of honey in her brown eyes sparkle as she squeezes my cock with her climax. Her pussy pulses, and I have no choice but to follow her over that edge, owning her with my cum.

I couldn’t pull out if I wanted to.

And I don’t.

I want to fill this girl to the brim and suffer the consequences.

Her nails dig into the back of my neck as she takes me. As she rides out the final, harsh thrusts and then we’re both relaxing, panting as we catch our breaths.

“Fuck,” she says, and my nostrils flare at her cursing, which she seems to notice. “You really do get excited when I swear, don’t you?”

I smirk, slowly pulling out of her so I can set her down on herfeet. “I do.”

Stepping back, I look her over. Hand imprints are everywhere I grabbed her. Her makeup is smeared, and her cheeks and chest flushed. Her pussy is red from the shower and from me fucking her roughly. My cum drips down her legs.

A work of art.

I watch my release slide out of her, and she moves to clench her thighs.

“Don’t.” I reach forward, holding her hips against the tile.

“Jesse—”

I shake my head, stopping her from telling me why we should probably be using protection.

“Put it back where it belongs, Reagan.”

“Put what back?”

“My cum.”

Her eyes widen as she stares at me. An exhale falls from her lips, and I wait for her to argue. For her to tell me why she shouldn’t.

But because she’s perfect for me, she does none of those things. Instead, she reaches to her thigh, and I watch as she slowly slides her fingers up through the cum dripping out of her until she reaches her pussy. Her fingers pause for only a second before she sinks them into her, putting my release back where it belongs.

“Good girl.” I lean closer, pressing my forehead to hers and covering her hand with my own.

When her fingers pull out, I twist one of mine with hers and shove us both back in, pushing my cum deeper.

She rests her head against the back of the shower. Wincing at her soreness but not stopping me as I fuck her with both our fingers. As I fill her up.

As I claim her.

“What are we doing, Jesse?” she whispers, staring into my eyes.

“Making a mess,” I tell her.

And I want to say fuck the consequences, but I should know better.

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