Page 50 of Brutal Alpha Beast
I breath long and slow as time seems to fade away.
Then he sets me down, turns me around, and pulls off my dress. Next, my panties. I’m still coming down, my pussy pulsating, but still burning with arousal.
“Fuck me,” I groan into the wood of the bookshelf.
He squeezes my tits as he kisses the back of my neck. Then I turn my head, and we kiss again, our tongues intertwining with hot, wet desperation.
Then his pants are off, his dick, circling my outer folds. I remember this cock. I remember it from all those years ago.
He presses himself inside me, and I raise my ass for him as I lean against the bookshelf. He’s careful, but I’m soaking, and he slips through with ease.
He grabs the sides of my ass as he thrusts.
My mouth opens.
I feel the edge of his dick press against my back walls.
“Ellis,” I whisper.
As he fucks me, he slaps my ass—hard. “Say it louder.”
“Ellis!” I shout.
He pumps in and out of me more quickly, the pleasure spreading from inside my pussy, up around my shoulders and arms in a way that’s uncontrollable.
I feel my second orgasm rising.
He slaps my ass again.
“Oh baby,” he moans.
His voice, so low and hoarse, is enough to send me over the edge again. I squeeze my eyes shut, open my mouth wider, and let my orgasm roll through me. This time, it’s more intense.
Internal, it involves every inch of my body.
As I pulsate across his dick, Ellis fucks me harder, then he shudders as he loses control.
His hot cum soaks my insides as my body rides a circling wave of pleasure that eventually settles into a soft, calm, humming sensation.
I’ve missed this all, I think.I’ve missed you.
Ellis is leaning over me from behind, his head hanging over my shoulder, as his lips graze my skin.
I’m holding onto the bookshelf, and he’s holding onto me. He’s still inside.
It feels good to be connected like this, and so neither of us moves.
But we breathe in unison, slowly trying to come down from what we experienced. Somehow, now, things are just as intense.
I feel intense waves of emotions pass through me that rock me to my core.
First, there’s happiness, streams of euphoria that tingle my skin. There’s a deep satisfaction that rocks through me, a pleasurable connectedness that I hadn’t been aware I needed so much.
Everything makes sense. Everything feels right.
Slowly, Ellis pulls himself out of me, and instinctively, without thinking, without even looking at each other—we hug.
The sex was mind-blowing, so frantically good that I thought I was going to spin out of control. But now, this feeling is almost more intense.
