Page 71 of Her Name in Red
I laugh darkly against her neck. “That's what I'm doing, baby. Fucking you so good you'll never forget who you belong to.”
I shift my grip on her throat, thumb pressing against her pulse point. “Every time your heart beats, it's saying my name. Riggs. Riggs. Riggs.”
I'm barely holding on, desperate to be back inside her, but I need to hear it. Need to know she understands what this is.
Her eyes flash with desperation, and I can see the moment she breaks.
“It's yours, Riggs,” she chokes out, voice raw and broken. “Fuck, it's yours, okay?”
I slam into her so hard her head knocks back against the brick wall. The sound she makes is fucking inhuman—half scream, half sob. I don't give her time to adjust, just pound into her like I'm trying to break her in half, fingers finding her clit and pinching it hard.
“That's right,” I growl, feeling her pussy clench around me like a vise. “Mine to fuck. Mine to fill. Mine to ruin.”
Her whole body is trembling now, right on the edge. I can feel it in the way her walls flutter around my cock, in the way her breath comes in short, desperate gasps.
“I'm going to fill my pussy up,” I snarl, grinding my pelvis against hers. “Pump you so full of cum it'll be dripping down your thighs for days.”
I've never gone bare with anyone before. Always wrapped up tight, paranoid about consequences. But with Maren, the thought of barriers between us now makes me feel murderous.
“Gonna fuck a baby into you,” I hear myself say, the words shocking even me as they leave my mouth. I've never said shit like that before, never even thought about it. But right now, with her cunt gripping me like she was made for my cock, it feels like the most natural thing in the world. “Mark you from the inside out. Make sure everyone knows who you belong to.”
Her eyes fly open, locking with mine. For a split second, I think I've gone too far—but then her pussy clenches around me like a vise, her entire body convulsing.
“Riggs!” she screams, coming violently around my dick.
My hips stutter, driving as deep as physically possible as my release tears through me.
“Fuck, Maren,” I groan, pumping rope after rope of cum into her. “Taking it all, aren't you? Every fucking drop.”
I keep thrusting through my orgasm, grinding deep to make sure my cum stays inside her. The thought of it leaking out later pushes me to hold her against me. I want to crawl inside her.
Maren's legs are still locked around me, her body trembling with aftershocks as I hold her against the wall. I can feel my heart pounding against her chest, our sweat mingling as we both try to catch our breath.
Slowly, reluctantly, I let her slide down until her feet touch the ground. Her legs wobble, and I have to steady her with my hands on her waist.
“Jesus Christ,” I mutter, taking in her flushed face, swollen lips, the marks blooming on her neck. “You okay?”
She doesn't answer, just leans her head against my chest, her breathing shallow against my skin. I hold her for a moment, savoring the weight of her in my arms.
When I pull away, she sways slightly, eyes unfocused.
My cum immediately starts to leak down her inner thigh, and something primal and possessive roars to life inside me.
“Hold on,” I murmur, lowering myself into a squat in front of her. I pull my phone from my back pocket, turning on the flashlight and angling it between her legs.
“What the fuck are you doing?” she slurs, but she doesn't close her legs.
The beam illuminates the mess I've made of her—her pussy swollen and red, my cum slowly dripping out of her used hole. It's the most fucking erotic thing I've ever seen.
“Look at that,” I growl, my cock already twitching again despite having just emptied inside her. “Fucking dripping with my load.”
I reach out with my free hand, running my fingers through the sticky mixture of our fluids.
“Wish I had something to keep it all in there,” I say, voice rough with renewed desire. “A plug to keep you full of my cum all night. Make you walk knowing you're stuffed with me.”
My thumb circles her entrance, pushing some of the leaking cum back inside her. She shudders above me.
“Maybe next time I'll make you wear one of those remote-controlled vibrators,” I continue, entranced by the sight of her pussy clenching weakly around nothing. “Keep you on edge all day, full of my cum, unable to let it out.”
