Page 59 of The Destruction You Desire
Taking myself in hand, I find her entrance and thrust inside her once more.
She cries out, surging forward with the force but my grip on her ensures she doesn't collide with the wall.
Pulling her hair, I twist her so she can see me as I pound into her.
"So beautiful, baby."
Her makeup is running down her face from the water cascading down on her, her hair is plastered against her skin and her neck is already red from my fingers and teeth.
Her eyes hold mine, urging me on, demanding that I give her more, that I do whatever I'm capable of to get her out of her own head.
She screams when my palm collides with her ass cheek, her pussy clamping down around me and forcing a grunt of pleasure from my throat.
"Fucking heaven, P. Fucking." Thrust. "Heaven."
I spank her again, pull her hair tighter, making her back arch so my cock hits her deep and just in the right place.
Long before I'm ready, her body trembles in my hold and my balls start to draw up.
"I wanna hear my name when you fall, baby. Scream it fucking loud."
She nods, meeting my movements thrust for thrust.
The slap of another spank rings out around us and she crashes.
"Luca," she screams as her body convulses with her release.
I wrap my arm around her waist to hold her up as her knees threaten to give out as I continue fucking her through her orgasm but I pull out before I find my own.
14
Peyton
My back slams against the wall, the hit smarts but I barely feel it or the cold tiles with the aftershocks of my orgasm still rendering my body useless.
Luca lifts me into his body once more and my legs wrap around him with instruction from my brain.
Before I can register what he's doing, his lips crash down on mine once more, his tongue plunging into my mouth as our teeth clatter with the ferocity of his kiss.
His hands move over my body, caressing, pinching, squeezing as if he doesn't know where to touch first.
I knew going into this that it could be a huge mistake but it was the only way I could think without getting blind drunk that would help drag me out of my own head, and force my brain to think about something other than the image of Libby in that hospital bed.
"Peyton," he groans into our kiss, his deep voice sending a shudder down my spine.
Asking this of him was a huge risk, but I knew he'd never refuse me what I wanted. I might not know this new Luca all that well, but I know enough to know he wouldn't refuse me.
My hips grind down on him, my body already ready for another release, another few blissful seconds where nothing else but this moment, the two of us, exist. His hard cock brushes my clit and a thought hits me.
Pulling back from his kiss, I stare into his dark, hungry eyes.
"Luc, you didn't—"
His fingers press against my lips cutting my words off as a smirk curls at his lips.
"We're far from done yet, baby."
Parting my lips, I suck his fingers into my mouth, smiling as his lids lower with desire and his cock jerks against me.
