Page 110 of Darling Psycho

God only knew she could come from his robotic voice alone, rasping dirty words to her. As he groaned them in her ear, his thrusts increased. Angela sobbed his name and held on when Lawless gave one, two, three hard pushes and then pulled back in time to spurt his pleasure all over her belly and quivering sex.

Finally, Lawless collapsed on her, groaning her name.

His powerful jaw worked while she held him through his shudders, wishing he’d spent himself inside her, wanting to feel it dripping out of her, but wearing Lawless was the next best thing, as dirty as that made her.

As though he’d read her thoughts, Lawless lifted so far off her so he could gather some of his pleasure from her belly on a thumb, and she watched, slacked jawed, when he brought that thumb to her lips. “Open,” she opened, and he stroked the saltiness on her tongue, sucking on instinct. “Now I’m inside you. Suck it deep, angel.”

In the aftermath of his climax, Lawless stroked the length of her body, petting her into contentment.

“I want to do that again. How long do you need to recover, old man? An hour? Five?” she teased and was ready for the spank this time. Angela dissolved into laughter while he stroked the same thumb over her lips, almost reverently.

Every part of her body ached and stung, yet Angela lay with a dopey smile on her face.

Maybe she was a girl who enjoyed spanking after all.

TWENTY-FIVE

“The inevitable happened.” - Lawless

Goddamn his soul to Hell. He was so fucked.

Lawless sat on the end of the bed, watching Angela basking in the euphoria of her first fuck. She was painted in his now dried come glistening her skin, teeth marks all over her neck and chest and a handprint still decorated her outer thigh, and she looked like he’d given her rare jewels.

He should be strung up for being too rough on her.

She was too pure for the likes of him.

The moment he’d rode the entire length of his cock into her tight hole and felt how incredible it was in there, his world shrank to only one.

Between breaths, he analyzed how he felt and couldn’t rally up a token show of guilt. The girl belonged to him; she was his to do with what he wanted. Fucking worship her body with the badness he had inside him. Pump into her until she was in a screaming stupor. Feast on her sweet pussy for the rest of his life. There were no regrets to count, not when he was still reeling from how she’d made him feel.

The fuck of a lifetime.

And then some.

Holy shit.

He’d been prepared to work Angela in gently, as gentle as he could, which, looking at her, wasn’t gentle at all, but he’dtried. Never expecting to have his mind blown apart when her tight pussy wrapped her magic around him and drew him into paradise.

Lawless couldn’t describe every fuck he’d ever had. But being buried inside Angela felt like he’d sated a hunger for the first time in his life.

Staggered by her.

Enthralled in her beauty.

He’d claimed her, but she’d claimed him right back by simply existing.

And he was so wildly fucked because he felt out of control, without a tether holding him down.

Raining orgasms down on her would become his obsession; he knew that already. He could make her come over and over until she begged him to stop. He’d just didn’t factor in how incredible it would feel being buried inside her.

Even now, his cock roused, looking at her, bending her knee, stretching her back until her little tits perked with the tiny brown nipples begging for his suck.

She caught him watching her and smiled shyly, displaying her body in the sexiest way. “Was that the tame Lawless sex?” Angela asked, and his mouth twitched.

“Have you seen your body? I marked you everywhere, angel.”

“Mmm, you did. I’m sore all over.”

---