Page 30 of Mine for 24 Hella-Hours
He kisses my face, and my lips, caging my swollen lower lip between his teeth and scratches lightly. The act is sending signals to my clit.
We moan and groan together with every push and pull.
Hell, he is the fucking devil.
His hand cups my breast, squeezing hard, “You feel so smooth and perfect.”
My fingernails dig into his tatted shoulder blades, splitting the flesh with bloody crescent marks.
“Fuck,” he cusses.
He takes my nipple, sucking it hard into his mouth, and closing his teeth around to make me lose my goddamn mind. He licks and kisses to ease the pain he caused. And following the same treatment to my other nipple.
Neither of us wants this to end.
“My ink will never compare to the need of marking you with my teeth.”
I whimper in pure ecstasy.
His thrusts conquer the depths of my soul and the knot in my belly crumples to ashes as my release wants to be set free.
He nips at the length of my neck, leaving another mark, and soothes it with a wet kiss.
“Luka, choke me.”
Searching between my pupils, he contemplates my request and never slows down.
“Light pressure,” I add.
“Are you sure? You trust me?” He hurries to register with genuine concern.
“Yes. I trust you.” It’s not ideal to ask someone to do it in the first encounter but I’ll take the chance with him. He shows me the ropes of experimental sex. And the fact he makes sure I’m alright only fortifies he truly seeks my consent at each step we take.
“If it’s too much, twist my nipples. Slap my face. Clamp my nose. Whatever it takes.”
His silly suggestions are making me even more ready. It’s a warming feeling when your safety comes first.
“You’re into all of that?” I tease.
He pushes his cock deeper as if to focus me, “I’m serious.”
“Please, Luka.” Fuck, the pressure is so intense than I’ve ever felt. I feel like I’m going insane. “I’m going to c-come.”
The sound of skin slapping skin echoes in the steamy bathroom along with the poems we make with our vocal cords.
Luka presses one thumb to my clit, “Come on my fucking cock.” He squeezes my throat in short circuits that make my eyes roll backward and the most powerful orgasm overtakes me like a Tsunami.
My walls constrict around him, memorizing the feel of his thickness, clinging to every moment we’re together. I feel like my body ascends, floating amongst the clouds as his cock soaks all my juices out of me.
A few more thrusts and he unloads his cum inside me, groaning in my ear.
We’re both panting heavily. Completely dazed by the experience we just shared.
“Fuck, that was—“ swallowing his frantic breaths, mouth agape. His features straighten like he can’t collect his thoughts.
This moment is sending us both into a frenzied euphoria.
I palm his face and pull him into a brutal kiss that will say the words we’re lacking. We moan into each other’s mouths. Lost in our bubble.
