Page 37 of Purgatory
I nod my head, winding my hips into his, feeling his hard length penetrating me. My inner muscles clench on him, pleading for him to move within me. “Yes, oh my God. Please. Please fuck me.”
He nods back, “Ok, beautiful, get those legs back around me, again.”
I wrap myself around him as he starts to move in and out, swiveling his hips so that his dick touches my g-spot with each withdrawal. “Yes, oh God yes, YES!”
At my encouragement, he pistons his dick faster and harder with each pass. The momentum is so overwhelming, he actually has to chase my body, eventually taking my shoulders in his hands to brace me against him for the ride. The headboard crashes into the wall with each thrust and the entire frame is swaying with our movement. I’m starting to think he might keep to his word and actually break the bed.
My poor vagina is going to be so bruised after this. I’m going to have saddle sore for a week, but I don’t want him to stop for anything. It feels too good even with the mild pain. Pleasurable pain. That’s it. He lifts my legs up and pins them to the bed, my knees by my shoulders, as he grinds his pelvis into mine, rubbing at my swollen clit, sparking fireworks behind my eyes. My second orgasm comes hard and violent. The edges of my vision turning black with its power. As my inner walls squeeze his dick tight, his own orgasm surges to the forefront and with a groan, spills into me.
We lay there, intertwined, for a few minutes, as we catch our breath. Soon, he lifts his head from my shoulder and looks down at me, eyes twinkling with satisfaction. He takes onehand and cradles my face with it, lovingly stroking my cheek with his thumb.
“So, fucking, perfect, you know that?” He says softly. Adoringly. I smile at his words just before he leans in to kiss me again.
We go to sit up but hear a loud creaking sound. I look around, curious, as to what’s making it.
“Um....” Just as I turn my head back to look at Cole, the bed’s legs give out from under us. Half of the bed comes crashing down to the side, the other half still upright. The odd angle making us slide out of the bed and onto the floor, blankets and all. Cole finds me in the mess and we smile at each other, laughter erupting in fits between us.
∞∞∞
We just had sex.... me and Cole, Cole and me, us, together, holy fuck... WE JUST HAD SEX! Oh, and it was absolutely amazing. I feel like I’m making that pose that every princess eventually does. You know the one where she clasps her hands together on the side of her jaw and has little hearts popping out of her eyes when she looks at her prince.
I make a contented sigh as I look at my personal Prince Charming, in the flesh.All the flesh!Holy pancakes, the man is stacked more than a dish at IHOP. And I’m talking EVERYWHERE.
I’m going to be sore for a month...
He was such a gentleman too, offering to clean me up after we managed to escape the collapsed bed frame. He even snuck in a few extra kisses when he was fixing the rats nest of hair taking residence on top of my head.
Jeez, Louise, can I keep him?
We decided to fill up our bags with our liquor/ condom haul, only the necessities here thank you very much, and head back to the estate. Our bags were overflowing at that point so it just made sense rather than meander through the rest of the house or even scope out another one when there was no more space to put anything.
We’re halfway back when it suddenly hits me like a bolt of lightning. I had sex with Cole... but I also kissed Hawk and Jax. Shit, what are these guys going to think of me? Do they know? What if they were ok with all of it? No. There’s no way. But, I mean, fuck, it’s one hell of a thought. My previous thoughts from last night come careening into my brain and now I can’t get the thought of being with all of them out of my brain. Well, at least Hawk and Cole since Jax made his feelings known. Even being with two guys is more than I'd ever thought for myself.
Oh, but think of the mechanics of having two. The crazy positions... think of how full you’ll feel being stuffed by both of their---
I squeak at myself as I try to quiet my overly sexualized brain, trying to play it off like I'm not thinking like a horny pervert but find that I’m failing when Cole looks at me with a knowing look. He then takes my hand and kisses my knuckles, giving me a devilish smirk.
Oh, I am so fucked...
Chapter 25
Hawk
I’m just finishing up for the day when I see Cole and Aly coming up the driveway. Holding hands...
What the hell? Did he make a move already? Fucking smooth ass Casanova...
I brush it off as nothing because, realistically, it IS nothing. It’s the end of the world for crying out loud. I’m alive, my friends are alive, we have food, a beautiful house and now a beautiful woman to make it a home if she wants to. What else could you ask for?
She’s laughing at something Cole tells her and her smile instantly makes my breath hitch. I’ve known this woman less than two weeks and, in that time, she’s obtained the ability to, unknowingly, bend me to her will. I would do anything for her. ANYTHING. Just to see her smile like she is right now.
She bounds up the stairs towards me and I take her in. Little jean shorts, flowy oversized t-shirt tucked into the front, her hair, windswept and wavy giving it a fresh from the beach look. Fuck me, she looks incredible. She says something to me but I can’t concentrate over her beauty rendering me absolutely useless at the moment.
“I said, ‘Hey!’” she giggles and I snap out of my hypnotic state.
“Hey! Sorry, brain froze up a little there.” I step forward and, without hesitation, she steps toward me for a hug,squeezing me like she was waiting all day to see me. I wrap my arms around her, doing the same, and take her in, her feel, her smell, her everything.Myeverything.
“Come with me,” I whisper into her hair. My hands have a mind of their own because they can’t seem to stop caressing her back, up and down, playing with the long tendrils of hair flowing across my fingertips.
