Page 107 of Pulse
I continued teasing my cock against her clit and I moved my mouth to her tits, sucking on a nipple, biting, licking, savoring her desperate moans, because if I was going to hell, then this moment, this desire between us was the thing that I would remember for eternity.
“Maverick,” she gasped, her voice pleading.
I heard her and without answering, I reached between our bodies and guided my cock against her opening. As I entered her, she clawed at my back, arching off the mattress, forcing me deep inside her body and I almost came undone.So warm, so wet...
I had to have her, I had to claim her…I began stroking, pulling out to the tip and filling her deep, driving her upwards with every thrust. Her hands raked down my back, her legs tightening as we rose, her hands finally grasping my ass, feeling my muscles flex as I fucked her pussy.
Her cries became more desperate as I kept up the steady pace, neither slowing nor increasing, driving her wild with want. I sucked at her neck, her lips, her breasts, curling my hands into her hair and tugging. I wanted to be closer, I wanted us to be one, but I was as close as I could get. Our bodies fit together perfectly. Her pussy clutched tightly around my cock…perfect.
I felt her tremble as her orgasm neared and my balls tightened. I groaned loudly against her neck as I held back, wanting to come in her as she milked my cock with her orgasm. It was the best way and I’d fill her hotter and harder, driving her pleasure even higher.
“Ash,” she moaned, her gaze meeting mine.
“I know,” I grunted, sinking my cock deep and holding.
“I’m so close…”
“I’m going to go hard and we’re coming together,” I said through a heavy breath.
She nodded, her fingernails biting into the skin of my ass.
I drew back and thrust hard, our skin slapping together and she cried out, throwing her head back. Her tits pressed hard against my chest as she arched underneath me, but I didn’t stop to savor. I needed to come inside her and she needed me to take her with me. I knew everything about her body and this I knew without a doubt.
I fucked her mercilessly, my cock pounding into her pussy, slapping against her clit and when she began to tighten, I erupted. The tension released from my balls and warmth spread through me as I thrust, our cries mingling together. I came so fucking hard, I wasn’t sure I’d ever come back down. Ren writhed underneath my touch, our bodies slick with sweat and hot to the touch.
I thrust one last time, the last of my orgasm spilling into her and she was perfect. Fuckin’ perfect.
I collapsed beside her, the musky scent of sex clinging to my skin, the sheets, everywhere. I came hard every time I fucked her, but that was…it was on a par with the first time I’d sunk my cock into her pussy.
“I think you broke me,” Ren said through her ragged breathing.
“Fuck...Spitfire,” I moaned as she curled her limbs around me.
“I love you,” she whispered, her breath hot against my cheek.
“I love you,” I replied, my eyes feeling heavy.
We lay together, basking in the afterglow, my entire body feeling satisfied and I tried to commit everything to memory. Her touch, her taste, the sound of her voice, the color of her hair, her eyes… my cock began to perk up again at the thought of sucking on her clit. I had to fuck her with my mouth before we went downstairs. I had to taste her.
I was about to tell her, when my phone began to ring. It was shrill in the silence and I groaned reaching for the annoying piece of shit.
“It’s Max,” I said, glancing at the screen. If he was calling, that could only mean one thing...
“The head referee?” Ren asked, peeling herself away from me.
I rolled off the bed and answered the call before it flipped over to voicemail. “Yeah?”
I felt Ren sitting up behind me, her gaze burning a hole in my back.
“Fuller? It’s Max from The Underground. Hope I didn’t catch you too early.”
I could still feel Ren clenching around my cock and I was keen for another go before we got up. I couldn’t tell him that, so I said, “No, it’s fine.”
“I just wanted to let you know ahead of time that you’re in the Championship round.”
“I gathered I would be,” I replied, but my skin began to prickle all the same. Knowing it was one thing, hearing it from the head honcho was another.
“You’re up against Hammer,” he went on.
