Page 30 of Ezekiel
Her entire body shivered at my words. Fuck, she was addicting. She brought out the Dominant side of me so easily it was like coming home.
“You want me that much?” she whispered, her hands trailing lightly over my ribcage as we stood under the slowly cooling spray of the shower.
“You have no idea,” I nearly growled. She pulled back, looking into my eyes with an intensity I had not been expecting.
“Then take me.”
In the words of my brother Ollie,praise sky daddy!
I grabbed her by the shoulders, roughly spinning her around to face the shower wall, my hand running up the bumps of her spine. I put pressure on her, making her bend for me, my hands moving back down her body until I grabbed her hips roughly.
“Hold on tight,” I warned.
“To what?” she asked, looking back at me.
“Figure it out.” Spitting into the palm of my hand, I jerked the length of my cock twice, coating it with my saliva. I nudged at the inside of her ankles, guiding her to open up for me. Fuck, that pert, round ass was a damned masterful piece of art in this position. I slid the head of my cock along her slit, the blistering heat of her cunt beckoning me into her folds.
“Zeke,” she groaned as I thrust forward, pressing my hard length into her impossibly tight channel. I knew she would be sore after our last time, but I didn’t care. I needed her. And I needed her now.
“Open up for me, pretty little thing. Take every fucking inch.” My jaw tensed, my stamina already squandered by the fact her pouty full lips had just been sucking the life force out of me moments ago, and the fact that I had already cum tonight. Thank fuck for short refractory periods.
“Oh God, yes!” she groaned, almost gutturally, her fingers gripping into the shower wall as I thrust to the hilt, burying myself into her heat.
I pulled her cheeks apart, chuckling darkly as her little asshole clenched.
“Such a shy little hole,” I teased, spitting onto the twitching rim and rubbing my thumb in circles as it quivered beneath my touch.
“Your words…” she trailed off in a needy little whine.
“Tell me,” I demanded, thrusting faster into her heat. I reached around her hip, my fingers finding her swollen clit and rubbing it in fast circles.
“Oh, God! Oh.. Oh… fuck...” her words trailed off, but I knew what had almost come out of her mouth.
“Say it.” It wasn’t a question. It was not a request.
“I can’t,” she whimpered pathetically. The need to let my full dominance show and simply destroy this woman in the best and most primal way possible was nearly impossible to ignore.
“You can. You will. Say it.” I slid my hand up, fisting my fingers into her soaked locks, and pulled. Hard. “Now.”
“Fuck!” she screamed, her sopping wet cunt gripping and throbbing around me like a vise as her orgasm took hold. She thrashed, she bucked, and she keened for me so sweetly as she fell apart.
I felt my balls pull into my body, my orgasm hanging on by a thread. One thrust, two, and I lost that battle as I erupted inside her pussy, coating her quivering walls with thick ropes of my cum.
I held her, barely able to stand myself. My toes tingled and my knees shook in the aftermath.
“That’s my girl,” I whispered, tugging her up until she stood, also obviously weak-kneed, leaning her back against my chest.
“That was…” she whispered, her voice trembling. She turned until I could see her beautiful face. Her lips turned up in a glorious, incandescent smile. “That was incredible.”
I kissed her forehead as I chuckled. Her innocent wonder at the world of sex was as adorable as it was intoxicating. I hope she never lost it. I cleaned us both up quickly, the water from the shower having gone fully cold during our play.
I stepped out of the shower, grabbing the nearest towel, and pulling her to me. She was already shivering before I wrapped the fluffy terry cloth around her body. We dried off quickly, exchanging quick kisses.
“Is it always like that?” she asked as we both dressed and crawled into bed.
“No, it’s not always like that,” I answered honestly. I could feel the masks I had learned to wear already settling back into place. The sounds around me intensified, grating on my nerves as she settled into bed next to me. I turned off the bedside lamp, bathing the room in darkness. With darkness would come quiet. And with quiet would come my peace.
“Are you alright, Zeke?” she asked.
