Page 80 of The Final Faceoff
A shaky exhale leaves her lips. Then, finally, she gives me what I want. “Yes.”
I smile, but she needs to learn that she needs to use her words. “Yes, what, Hailey? What do you want?”
“Your cock, bare, filling me up with your cum,” she says her eyes shining with need.
“Good girl. My girl is going to let me give her my cum anywhere I want, yes?”
Heryesbarely leaves her lips before I claim her mouth. I kiss her hard. No hesitation. No teasing. Just raw, unfiltered need. My fingers tangle in her hair, tilting her head back, giving me full access to her mouth as I devour her. She gasps against me, and I take it—take everything. My tongue sweeps against hers, deep, demanding, owning her.
She melts into it, moaning into my mouth, her body bowing into mine like she was made to fit against me. My grip tightens, one hand still locked around her neck, the other sliding down to her bare thigh, pushing it apart, spreading her for me.
I pull back just enough to bite her bottom lip, dragging it between my teeth before letting it go with a low, filthy groan.
“You’re gonna take me raw, aren’t you, sweetheart?” My voice is nothing but gravel and sex.
She nods—frantic, breathless.
But that’s not enough.
I cup her jaw, forcing her to look at me, my thumb tracing the kiss-swollen curve of her mouth. “Say it.”
Her lips part, her breath shaky. “I want you raw.”
“Fuck.” My cock throbs at the words.
I push between her legs, pressing against the heat of her cunt through the flimsy material of my shirt, the only thing she’s wearing. I grind against her, letting her feel exactly what she does to me. Letting her feel how fucking hard I am for her.
Then, I dip my head, my mouth a breath away from her ear.
“You’re gonna take every fucking drop, Hailey.” My teeth graze her earlobe, my hand slipping higher, fingertips skimming the edge of her soaked slit. “Gonna milk my cock, aren’t you? Let me fill this tight little cunt until you can’t keep it inside?”
She whimpers. Full-body. Thighs clenching. Hands gripping my arms like she needs something to hold onto.
I chuckle darkly. “Oh, you like that idea, don’t you?” My fingers slip beneath the hem of my shirt, sliding up her bare stomach, dangerously close.
Her head falls back, mouth parting, offering herself up to me.
Mine.
And this time, I’m not waiting.
I shouldn’t be this close to losing it.
But fuck, I am.
Hailey is sprawled in front of me, flushed and wrecked from nothing but my mouth and words. Her thighs are open, her breath stuttering, her pupils so blown I can barely see the brown anymore.
And I want to ruin her.
But first?—
I drag my thumb over her lips, watching the way she shivers. “Tell me something, sweetheart.”
She blinks up at me, dazed. “Huh?”
I smirk. She’s already gone.
But this is important.
