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He sounds fucking desperate, and I’m loving every moment of it. My soft moans fill the room, mixing with his groans, creating one of the most alluring melodies I’ve ever heard.
The familiar feeling starts building in the pit of my stomach, and he notices it.
“Not yet,’’ he commands, provoking a whine out of me. His lips find my neck, sucking and nibbling on the flesh, coating it with his little love bites. “Don’t you dare come without my permission, hellion.’’
“But—’’
“No buts,’’ he interjects. “I want to watch you bounce on my cock like the little slut you are.’’
He pulls back, leaning against the headboard as he stares at me. The hunger and lust in his eyes cause my heart to nearly jump out of my chest. I swallow and slowly start bouncing on him, his hands gripping my ass.
“Just like that, hellion,’’ he groans. “Such a good girl for me.’’
My hands tremble as I steady myself by gripping his shoulders, the intensity of his thick cock reaching the deepest parts of me causing dots to form in my vision. But I don’t stop — I can’t stop.
I’m hooked on the sight of him enjoying me, on the sight of him being absolutely fucking enthralled by me riding him. So, I want to feel him come inside me, to fill me up until it overflows and creates a mess on the sheets.
My mouth goes dry, his hand coming to cup the back of my head, hands tangling with my hair. He pulls my hair back, exposing my neck to him, and reaches forward, sucking under my jaw. My walls clench on him, and I know I won’t be able to hold on for much longer.
“James,’’ I gasp. “Please.’’
“Please, what?” He murmurs against my skin, the depth and hoarseness of his voice causing my eyes to roll back.
“I need to come, please,’’ I whisper, desperation lacing my tongue.
“Yeah?” He chuckles, the dark sound pulsating against my flesh. “You want to come on my cock?”
“Yes, please,’’ I moan.
“Such a good girl,’’ he bites down on my neck. “Begging so prettily. Come for me, hellion. Let me watch you fall apart on my cock.’’
He pulls back, staring at me. His words are enough to trigger an orgasm, and it rips through me in waves. A loud moan comes from me, and I’m mesmerized by the hunger in his eyes. He doesn’t look away, basking in the sight of me coming apart on him — for him.
His hands grip my hips, and he slams me down on his cock roughly, a scream coming from my throat. His hot, thick cum fills me up, his cock twitching inside me as he holds me down on him harshly.
He groans, eyes closing as he rides the wave of his orgasm, and all I can think about is how I want a round two already. So fucked up, but the desire for him overwhelms me, and all sanity and rationality seem to disappear.
I pant, trying to regain my breath and James pulls me on his chest, wrapping his arms around me, keeping his cock inside me.
He kisses the top of my head tenderly, a stark contrast to the roughness he just showed me.
“You took me so well.’’
14
Rose
Iwake up feeling well rested.
My head’s on James’ chest, his arms wrapped around my body under the covers. It takes me a moment to register it all, and once I do, the inner conflict returns. The part of me that wants to thoroughly enjoy this is stopped by the slight fear that creeps up my neck.
It vanishes when James slowly stirs awake, his eyes falling on me lying on his chest. For a while, neither of us utters a word, because there’s nothing to say. I shove the fears to the back of my head, and try to focus on the moment that I know won’t last for as long as I’d like it to last.
The room doesn’t have any windows, and I have no way of knowing what time of the day it is or how long I’ve been in this place. No matter how much I’d like to enjoy myself and the time I have with James, there are a lot of questions that I need answered first.
“James,’’ I mumble against his chest, my fingers tracing idle patterns over his stomach, almost absentmindedly. His heart is beating against my ear, and it’s such a soft sound that makes me feel all giddy on the inside.
“Yes, hellion?” His voice is raspy, still half-asleep as he looks down on me.
