Page 20 of Crucified By the Dark
Jeremy released her hair and stood, once more beating back the urge to be too aggressive. He didn’t even know he had this streak in him, but it had grown along with his feelings, and it didn’t seem like it would dissipate where she was concerned.
Grabbing Morry’s ass, he squeezed her perfect cheeks, then slapped the right one, wanting to see his handprint on it. She didn’t yelp or jump. No, she moaned and wiggled slightly in his hold. He slapped the same cheek, her fair skin pinking with the abuse.
“That feels so fucking good,” she groaned as his hand connected for a third time.
Wrapping the thin string of her thong around his hand, he pulled it off to the side and gripped her hip. Rubbing the head of his cock over her hot pussy lips, he made sure he was good and wet before pushing into her. Her tight walls clamped down on him with every inch.
“Oh fuck. You feel incredible,” he said, unable to look away from where he was pressing deeper into her.
A sweat broke out across his skin as he fought to bury himself inside of her with a single hard thrust. There weren’t adequate words in any language that could describe what he felt. It was as if every muscle was on fire while his blood coursed through his veins so fast that he was lightheaded.
Jeremy closed his eyes, and his nostrils flared as he sucked in a deep breath. Calming himself before he exploded the moment he bottomed out. Morry moaned as his pelvis pressed into her ass, the last of him finally inside of her. The squeezing of her pussy walls never lessened. They didn’t relent at all. Her pussy got tighter until it felt like his cock was being choked in the best way possible. Jeremy’s muscles trembled as he fought his own body’s need.
He could fuck for hours if need be after he came—staying hard after a climax wasn’t an issue—but he wanted to enjoy this for as long as possible. He thought he had himself under control until Morry pushed back into him and wiggled her ass around in a circle.
“Oh fuck me,” he growled, giving up the fight. Squeezing Morry’s ass hard, he pulled back until just the tip was left inside of her, then thrust forward. Morry moaned loudly. He loved that sound coming from her mouth, but he wanted her to scream and call him by name. He wanted Judd, wherever the fuck the guy was, to hear that Morry was finally where she belonged. And it sure as fuck wasn’t with that asshole.
“Fuck yes,” she moaned as he drove into her again.
This time, the desk squeaked and moved an inch, not allowing him to get as deep as he wanted. It was like the desk was trying to prevent him from taking what he wanted. With each thrust, the desk moved again, and his teeth ground together. Frustration riding him, he grabbed the lip of the desk on either side of Morry. He lifted it until her feet were off the floor and pushed it hard until the heavy piece of metal slammed against the wall. He was so worked up that he would’ve picked up a car and thrown it to get at her.
Morry looked over her shoulder at him. No words could’ve puffed up his chest more than the impressed look on her face.
He purposely pulled out and plunged deep into her, watching her eyes flutter in pleasure.
“Yeah, that’s it. You like that?”
She bit her lip and nodded as he thrust into her hard enough that their skin smacked together. Morry moaned and put her head down on the table again.
He didn’t hesitate to smack that stunning ass as he pulled out and drove into her again. His hand stung from the hit, yet she moaned like he was massaging her muscles. Fuck, she was beyond hot. Wrapping the skimpy material around his hand again, he pulled it out of the way and grabbed the ass of the woman, who had tantalized him for the last three years. He lost count of how many times he jerked off to the image of Morry in his mind. Wondering what she felt like, what she tasted like. Now he needed to know what Morry sounded like when she screamed his name.
“Fuck, you’ve got the tightest pussy,” he growled through gritted teeth as her muscles constricted around him. “So fucking incredible.”
He lost himself in the rhythm. Morry’s whimpering moans were the only sound breaking through the lustful fog. They spurred him on, faster and harder. He couldn’t take his eyes off where they were joined. The sight of him fucking her made him delirious. The orgasm he was holding back was taking control.
“Oh no, you fucking don’t,” he swore at his own body.
Pulling out of her, he grabbed his balls hard in one hand and squeezed his shaft with the other like he was trying to choke it. The sharp bite of pain forced him back off the ledge he was about to tip over. The throbbing worsened, and he knew he wouldn’t get away with that again. He was far too amped up. He stared at his glistening cock, screaming to come even with the uncomfortable abuse.
“Turn around,” he said.
Jeremy loved how Morry’s gaze went right to where he was still firmly gripping his cock to make it behave. It was weeping non-stop, the shiny drops of precome forming at the tip and sliding down his cock like it was drooling for her. A wicked smile lifted her mouth in a lopsided grin as she bent over and licked the head like it was a fucking ice cream cone.
“Oh fuck. Don’t do that,” Jeremy said, but Morry did the complete opposite and sucked what she could into her mouth before she met his hand.
“Ah, fuck, fuck, fuck.” His body jerked as he fought his climax while she bobbed her head on the first few inches of his sensitive cock. It was aching so bad now that each hard suck sent a seductive jolt of extreme pleasure and pain down his shaft.
“Get up on the desk, now,” he ordered.
Jeremy was so lost to the need that he abandoned the grip on his cock and grabbed Morry by the waist, plunking her down hard on the desk. Gripping her legs, he held them out to the side, then realized the thong was once more covering her pussy’s entrance. Dropping her legs, he grabbed the material in both hands and pulled hard, ripping it in two.
“Don’t bother wearing underwear anymore unless you want them destroyed.” His eyes found hers as he lined himself up and rubbed on her swollen clit. “Because I plan to fuck you every chance I get.”
Morry was so wet he was able to shove in harder than before. They both yelled as he slammed into her, and his balls were pressed firmly into her ass. His head fell back as his hips worked. It didn’t take very long for the need that hadn’t subsided to come screaming back, and his balls pulled up tight. Jeremy yelled out in agony as he tried to force it down.
“Fuck, yes,” Morry cried and arched off the desk.
He could feel her inner walls constricting tighter around him, and it was too much. He would’ve gladly died being choked like this. Picking her hand up off the desk, where it was clenched into a fist, he put it between their bodies.
