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She bit her lip and smirked.
“Ghost, I want more,” she whispered.
I grabbed her by her waist, lifted her, and slid her down on my dick in one stroke. She cried out, clinging to my shoulders as I filled her up.
“Shit,” I growled. She was tighter than before, wetter too.
I pinned her against the shower wall, water cascading around us as I started thrusting into her with a mixture of slow then fast strokes. Her moans bounced off the tiles, mixing with the slap of the skin and steam. She rode my dick in the shower, her hands digging into my shoulders, eyes glazed over in pleasure. I could’ve died right there, buried in her pussy, and I would’ve gone smiling.
Afterward, I dried her off and wrapped the towel around her like she was something delicate. She didn’t say much, and I could tell that her body was spent so I carried her to the bed, laid her down and then slid in behind her. I thought about just letting her sleep and keeping my distance, but we had already crossed that line and shit was too late to turn back. I pulled her in, wrapping one arm around her waist. Her back was against my chest. I didn’t do shit like this—cuddling. I didn’t let muthafuckas get close enough to me to hold but I couldn’t stop myself with her. She was everything I didn’t deserve; sweet, smart and soft, where I was jagged and damaged. I knew I fucked up the second I let her kiss me. Now she was in this shit. In my world, and I couldn’t get her out unless I disappeared for good.
I stared at the ceiling, listening to her steady breathing. I couldn’t shake the fear creeping up my spine, not for me, for her. Somebody came to her door trying to kill me. That shit meant that it wouldn’t be long before they tried to finish the job. I couldn’t let her stay here. I couldn’t let any harm come near her. She didn’t know it yet, but she was mine and I’d kill every muthafucka breathing before I let someone take her from me.
CHAPTER 13
Ivy
It feltlike time stood still as I stood in the doorway, watching Ghost wrap his hand around that man’s neck, squeezing so tight the life drained from his body. I knew I had no business going after him, not after he bellowed at me to stay put. I was scared as hell and halfway asleep when I heard the loud crash out back. I assumed that it was those knotty ass kids again—turns out, it was everything but. I should’ve been scared, terrified even, but I couldn’t stop watching the way his muscles flexed as he moved; trained and lethal, overpowering that man like he weighed nothing. Right then, something inside of me snapped. That heat I’d only ever read about lit up my whole body. I felt wet, needy, desperate, pooling between my thighs. I was sick, ashamed even at the fact that I wanted his hands on me next. Around my throat, choking me, hitting deep into my untouched pussy while I cried out for more. When his eyes caught mine, I panicked, bolting upstairs as my heart pounded. It wasn’t from fear though.
I tried to play the part when I heard his footsteps later, making my face look scared and in shock like the good girl that I was supposed to be. But when he walked in that damn roomshirtless, sweat dripping from his chest and the darkness his eyes held, I came undone. I couldn’t contain my feelings and my thought anymore and I need to have him. I was scared shitless when I kissed him, afraid that he would reject me but even more terrified he wouldn’t. When he pulled me in and kissed me back like he had been holding that in since we’d laid eyes on each other, I knew this was it. When he dropped his boxers and unleashed that monster again, I damn near screamed. I’d already seen it once in the shower when I was cleaning him up, but nothing prepared me for me to see it now, knowing that it was about to go inside me. It was thick, meaty and looked dangerous as hell. I just knew he was about to tear into my cherry like a vicious animal does to its prey. But I was wrong.
Ghost took his time with me. He kissed every inch of my body, slow and gentle at first, licking me until I was a whimpering mess. When he finally entered me, it felt like my pussy was being ripped apart, but he kept coaching me to breathe through it and kissing all over my face, trying to distract me from the pain. After a few minutes, the pain started to subside, and he started stroking me deeper as I flooded the sheets with my juices. In the heat of the moment, I begged him to fuck me and that must’ve flipped a switch in him.
He grabbed me, flipped me over, pushed my face in the pillow and fucked me like he had a point to prove. It hurt so good I started crying and screaming out for him. I wanted to go back to my erotica books and brag to the damn characters likeY’all ain’t never had dick like this.
I sat on the side of the tub, watching his every move as he turned the water on and ran his fingers under the shower head until it was hot enough. He stepped into the shower first holding the curtain open for me. I was stuck in a daze; eyes locked on him. The way the steam rose around his body. The way every muscle on his frame flexed like he was sculpted from stone. Ilowered my eyes to his dick, still glistening with my juices mixed with remnants of blood from him popping my cherry.
I can’t believe I finally lost my virginity. Tori is going to freak!
“Specs.” His voice dragged my eyes up, snapping me out of my thoughts. “You good?”
No, Ghost I’m not. I’m starving for more of you.
I thought as I stepped in slowly, letting the heat take me in. The second I was close to him; he spun me around to face the tile and pressed his chest to my back. I could feel his hardened member on my ass. His hand slid between my thighs and cupped my swollen, wet mound.
“Damn, baby. You still wet for me?” He murmured against my neck. “I was trying to give that lil pussy a chance to rest since I know its sore but that pussy actin’ real greedy.”
I moaned before I could answer.
“You want more?”
I nodded, but that wasn’t enough for him.
“Use your words, Specs.”
“Y-yes,” I stammered. “I want more…ple-e-e-a-s-e.”
He lifted me up like I weighed nothing, pressing my back to the shower wall as my legs instinctively wrapped around his waist.
“This ain’t no fairytale, Specs. You just gave yourself to a man who only knows how to ruin shit. Forgive me, while I ruin this pussy.”
He lined up and pushed inside.
“Aghhhh,” I yelped out in pain.
I was still sore from the first session and for a second, I thought he might ease back into it but the look in his eyes told me different… he was done with the soft shit. He drove into me in one deep, brutal thrust, filling me to the brim and staying there, letting me feel every inch of him.
I gasped against his neck. “It’s too much?—”
