Page 162 of Dance of Defiance
Ram.
“The.”
Ram.
“Please, I’m going to?—”
“Fuck.”
Ram.
“UP!”
Ram.
“Oh fuck!”
Everything explodes.
“I’m coming!” I choke as my cock spasms in his hand. Thick, hot jets of white sticky cum spray from my head against the wall over and over as Val keeps pounding into me.
He groans, and his teeth sink into my neck as I feel his big cock swell and then pulse inside me. His hot cum spills into me, and Imoan, grinding back on him as he strokes my own cum from my balls.
Reality fades in and out as I gasp into the brick, clinging to the wall for dear life. My legs are shaking, my muscles screaming as Val’s cock throbs one last time deep inside me. He slides out with a wet pop, and then he starts to chuckle.
“Just like I said.”
My face heats when I feel his hot, sticky cum dripping down my thighs.
I’m still panting and clinging to the wall as Val moves away from me. I swallow heavily, barely able to move or think as I gingerly twist my head. “That was—fuck, Val…”
“That was the last time is what that was.”
I somehow manage to turn, my steps uneven, my vision blurry from orgasmic haze and vodka. My mouth falls open as I watch Val tuck his cock into his pants and zip back up, his face totally expressionless.
“What are you?—”
“Leaving.”
My face turns ashen as I stare at him. “Wait, what? You don’t have to?—”
“I told you.” His eyes are black and cold, his lips tight as he looks at me with a frozen intensity that chills me to the core. “I’m not your fucking on-call gay experience. But you decided to push me to give you one anyway. So…” He lifts a shoulder. “That was it.” he growls. “Nowwe’re done.”
Without another word, he turns, hefts his bag onto his shoulder, and walks out of the alley and into the night.
My stomach heaves. I turn and double over, and vodka-flavored vomit comes rushing out of my throat to splatter all over my boots.
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VAL
“Ugh, the bar lookspacked.”
Around us, the pounding beats and low lights of Doomsday throb and swirl. Ashley pouts as she turns toward me. I just smile back.
“Sure does.”
“Baaabe?” she whines, giving me this stupid fucking duck-like look with her lips all puffed out.
