Page 170 of Aftershock
Her droopy eyelids, the glassy eyes. There’s pleasure in them.
I, on the other hand, am in pain by the time I plant one hand by her head. With the other, I grip the base of my cock, lining it up with her pussy.
The head slips inside, and she gasps. Her eyebrows fly up, and a whimper escapes her from the stretch, the sting. She’s wet, but that doesn’t change the fact that she’s small and my cock isn’t.
So I hold very still for her sake. It’s also a reminder that I won’t force myself inside her, even if a second ago, her answer was yes.
“Baby. Tell me to stop.” Releasing my cock, I drag my thumb along the path of her tears. “Tell me you need timeand I’ll back off. Just shake your head for me,” I repeat, same as before. “Okay?”
The growl she lets out is animalistic, demanding.
And honest.
“God. Fuck.” The moment I bottom out hits so hard I almost black out. A jolt travels straight through my chest, making my teeth lock. “Fuck. Lilith, the things you do to me.”
She answers with moans and by clenching her pussy around me. Without taking my gaze off her, I slide my hand to her breast, my hips jerking when I feel how hard her nipple is.
“Such.”
I roll her nipple between my fingers, fucking her with abandon.
“A.”
While I do, I don’t think. Don’t worry about anything.
“Good.”
I just know I’m the person she wants and needs, all wrapped up into one. Rocking my hips like I deserve her, I sink to the hilt like I’ve always owned her.
“Girl.”
The world narrows to her. My home.
My woman.
She’s mine, and I’m taking her. Over and over andover.
“So wet. So tight. You’re sucking me in.Yes.”
The bed shakes from the force of my thrusts. Her cunt squeezes and soaks me. But I need more.
And this thing I need now, it’s got nothing to do with sex.
“I want to hear you out,” I whisper. “Can’t take another second without your voice.”
At that, Lilith breaks into gut-wrenching sobs. My protective instincts kick in, making me stop where I am.
“What is it?” I’m careful when I remove the gags from her mouth. “Tell me.”
“You have to believe me.” She lifts her hips. Begging for my cock.
I’m beyond denying her and myself anything, so I give in. Drag my length out before slamming my hips into her.
“I’m not a good person.”
“Don’t you dare say it.” I’m slow but rough, going so deep that she whimpers.
“It’s true.” Tears keep rolling down her temples. Pleasure turns her cheeks bright red. “I’m not. You’re the one who’s supposed to be running from me, not the other way around.”
