Page 60 of Ruin
One leg is hiked up around his waist; my standing leg starts to wobble as he rubs my clit relentlessly. He’s staring into me, watching every change on my face as his free hand roams all over my body up to my jaw and back again. When he sees me shaking, he palms my ass and holds me up. Strong. Warm.
Home.
It’s not long before warmth hits my core and morphs into molten lava. He pushes his finger inside me, and I cling to him as I erupt, my back arching into the wall, my mouth falling open around his name.
I hear the tearing of fabric and look down. I’ve torn his t-shirt from collar to hem, and I laugh, rubbing my palms over his bare wet chest and shiver. He’s so fucking gorgeous. My pussy walls clench his finger. I’m on the verge of coming again just from touching his velvety skin sheathed over concrete muscles paired with his intense stare.
He’s not laughing.
He drops to his knees in the gravel, shrugging off his ruined shirt. Rain threads down his shoulders as he eases my dress down with him, tossing it to the side. I’m standing in nothing but my panties and knee-high boots as the thunder rumbles in the distance.
He looks up at me, the rain plastering his hair to his face, and pushes my panties to the side, eyes locked on mine, as he spreads my pussy open and flicks his tongue over my clit. I moan, my knees buckling, and he wraps one of my legs over his shoulder then buries his face between my thighs.
Throwing my arms up over my head, I claw the side of the building as he slides a finger inside me, then another, pumping slowly as he scissors his fingers, stretching me. The burn feels amazing until he pushes a third finger inside me. I yelp, grabbing his hair, but he doesn’t stop.
Instead, he sucks on my clit as he finger fucks me and gently rims my ass with his fingertip, finding a steady, relentless pressure that threads pleasure into pain. Thunder rolls, and a hot, frantic shiver rips through me.
In spite of the pain, my walls tighten around his hand, and he groans against my clit, the reverberations sending me over the edge. I come hard, my body a live wire, as I grip his hair, bucking against his mouth as he finger fucks me through it and sinks his fingertip inside my back entrance.
When the tremors finally stop, he stands, leaving me shaking heavily against the wall, my breasts heaving with each breath. I smooth my hair with both hands as he unbuckles his belt and unzips his jeans, pulling his cock out.
Jesus Christ, it’s fucking huge. I have no idea how he’s going to fit inside of me, but before fear can take over, he grabs my jaw and kisses me hard, claiming me. Deep in our kiss, his hands slide over my bare chest down to my panties and, in one quick motion, he rips them off me.
I gasp as he watches, his eyes glassy with need. We’re both breathless. He clutches my panties in his fist, his cock inhis other hand, then edges his body closer to mine. I inhale sharply when he lines himself up with my wet entrance, and his eyes close as he rubs the head of his cock in my arousal, then pauses, holding himself there.
When he opens his eyes, they are black like I’ve never seen them. Panties in hand, he picks me up, sliding me up the wall, his cock against my entrance. I wrap my legs around him and loop my arms around his neck, anchoring myself to his gaze.
His hair is wet, hanging over his eye, and the rain is falling harder now. He’s so fucking gorgeous, dark, intense. We are locked on, immersed in each other. There is no one in the world but us.
His voice is darkness and gravel as he shoves my panties in my mouth. “Bite down. This is going to hurt.”
Before I can finish dragging in a breath through my nose, he grips my ass with both hands and thrusts inside me. The pain knifes through me instantly, filming my sight in a red haze as I scream around the panties stuffed into my mouth. I squeeze my arms around him, dig my fingernails into him, raking down his muscled back every time he pulls out and pushes back in.
He shifts, holding me up with one hand, and brings his other hand to my jaw. His stare drills into me as intensely as his cock. He’s saying something to me that I can’t hear over the roar of pain, but I tether my gaze to his, rooting myself in him.
The pain is unlike anything I have ever experienced or imagined. It’s blood-curdling, boiling hot, like his cock is a fiery welding torch searing me from the inside out. I’m screaming so loud that my panties fall out of my mouth ashe fucks me. The pain does not ease. Tears slide down my cheeks.
He swipes them with his thumb then rubs them into my bottom lip. I choke on sobs as I move my hands to the back of his neck and press my forehead to his as he fucks me.
“I know, sweet girl,” he murmurs. I whimper in response, hanging on his every word. “You’re so tight, baby. So tight it hurts me, too. But it’s about to hurt a lot more.”
He slams his hips into me, throwing me fully back into the wall, forcing his cock deep inside me until there’s nothing between us. I scream his name, the searing white-hot pain threatening to tear me in half. I can feel nothing beyond the scorching fire that is consuming my body as he pistons his hips, slamming in and out of me, fucking me hard and fast.
I arch away from him and throw my head back, but he drags his hand down the column of my throat and back up to my jaw, pulling me back to him.
“Stay with me, Gi. I want to make this feel good for you.”
“No,” I gasp. “No, just—finish—I want you to—Please, I can’t—”
Pleading with him sparks a fire in his eyes, a raging inferno. He slams into me, letting go of my face and gripping my waist with both hands, pumping me up and down his cock. “Keep your eyes on me. Do not look away. Say it.” When I just nod, his voice gets menacing. “Say. It.”
“Eyes on you,” I choke out.
“That’s my girl.” Darkness crosses his face, and he murmurs, “Hold on.”
Before I can comply, he shifts his angle, getting deeper inside me, his pelvic bone slamming into my clit with each thrust. Looking down at where he is entering me, he sucksair in through his teeth. “Fuck, baby, you’re bleeding all over my cock.”
I scream, my hands clawing at his hair, and he hisses when I grab a handful and yank his head back. I immediately let go, hanging onto his gaze.
