Page 89 of Pretend
“Daegan, please.” She moans and begs me as she tries to keep herself up and steady.
“Well, now, you’re going to take your punishment and bleed for me.” I reach for her lips, and my teeth sink into her skin, drawing blood gently.
I kiss her lips, hard and ferocious. Mixing her blood with my tongue and I lift her up by her ass until my cock enters her. As soon as her velvet insides collide with me, my soul fucking shatters into oblivion.
Dammit, I already want to come. No, no, no, I will not finish just yet. I want to make this last forever.
“Alessia, you’re so fucking tight.” I hiss at her, brushing my lips against the shell of her ear as she sits down on my cock and gasps for air.
“Oh my God!” She screams in my ear, her forehead rests on mine, like she’s in pain, having a hard time fitting my cock inside her. She doesn’t back down. Instead, she clenches her pussy on my crown, and I groan with greed.
“I am no God but don’t get me mistaken, baby. You will be on your knees praying for me to fuck you harder.”
“Daegan, fuck, it hurts, don’t stop.” She heaves and starts to ride me. I let her chase her euphoric orgasm because I’m already so fucking close to mine. She pushes her breasts into my face, and I get lost in her full tear drops. I take a nipple into my mouth, and I suck. I slap her ass over and over again as she bounces on my cock, her wetness dripping more and more all over my dick and balls. Her ass cheeks are red and raw, but I don’t stop. She’s so fucking tight and good.
“Give me all of your come.” She tugs at my hair strands, vehemently like she’s searching for me to give her her spirit back. I arch a brow with the deadly temptation.
“I want to, God, I want to see my come drip out of you, but?—”
“I’m on birth control.” She admits as she clenches down on me even harder, milking my dick and balls.
“And why does that piss me off even more?” I growl, grinding my teeth at her admission, and pull on her hair. She opens her mouth, pinches her brows together painfully, and ruins me with that look on her face. With tightly closed eyes, she tilts her head back as she bounces, getting lost in our flames that may as well burn us both to ashes if our dirty little secret gets out.
“Daegan!” She moans perfectly as she climaxes, her pussy squeezing my cock, making this the best fuck I’ve ever had.
I combust, break, and pulsate my come inside her. Shooting my liquids, and she orgasms at the same time as I do. Our grunts and moans mix like a song in a duet made for each other. The desire that overwhelms is hypnotizing. I let go of her hair and let her ride out her paradise high, relaxing my hands on her hips as I come down from a place I don’t want to.
Shit.
Fucking hell.
I want to keep fucking her until I die.
She reaches down and kisses my scarred face, touching the ones on my chest, and I know I’m well and truly fucked, physically and metaphorically.
34
ALESSIA
Daegan hasme against the wall in a second as soon as we close his door. Apparently, me riding him in a hangar was not enough for him. Hell, it wasn’t enough for me. It’ll never be enough after I’ve felt what he’s like. After I’ve unmasked his ways of desire to take me.
He can take me wherever, whenever, he’d like. I’d never deny him or myself.
He picks me up by my thighs after he locked the doors, grabbing ahold of my hot flesh so tight the pain flares back. I know there will be marks in the morning. He forces my back to hit the wall, and I reach for his shoulders to hang on. His pants hang around his thighs, and mine are all torn to the floor.
He was so impatient that he didn’t bother de-clothing himself.
“I’m going to ruin you for anyone else tonight.” He growls, watching my tits jump up and down as he pounds inside me. My head tilts back and rests on the wall, and my cheeks flush into a fire at his declaration. My pussy can’t bare it,I feel so fucking full. It should be illegal to have a dick like that; it’s stretching me…breaking me.But it feels so heavenly with the devil inside me.
Breathing hard, I tear off his mask and let it fall to the floor. His scars stare back at me, deep and contoured on his beautiful face. I am internally grateful that this man is still here and still alive, thriving after what he’s been through. I trail my hand among them, and he lets me. “Or maybe I’ll ruin you.” I kiss him hard after my words pierce him sharply, not giving him a chance to interpret them. His body stiffens, but his lips burn me alive. His tongue dances with mine with twists and turns as my pussy throbs. Something inside my core swirls hotter than fire, and I’m practically begging to chase this feeling, hoping there’s not an end.
My phone pings loudly with a familiar ring tone, and Daegan grunts, pissed off when he spots the caller ID on the floor with my clothes. “It’s Zeke! This is the fifth time he’s called me.” I breathe hard in between our kisses. He cups my face with his hands and sucks on my bottom lip.
“Zeke can never take a fucking hint, can he?” He snarls angrily as he moves with me. Daegan reaches for my phone easily and hooks it with his fingers. He pushes it into my hand, and I blink up at him, confused. I’m still pinned against the wall with his pierced, thick and long dick inside me.
“Answer.”
“I’m not going to answer, crazy!”
