reserved specifically for my pleasure.
I pulled my cock out and parted her ass. Christ, this ass was bigger than it was before. Removing a condom from my pocket, I quickly slid it on. I leaned over top of her shaking body and bit at her earlobe, whispering, “I adore you, Allison.” I adored her more than she’d ever know.
Standing up straight again, I centred my cock at her entrance and pushed in hard. Don’t treat her like glass, I told myself, remembering her words from before. She wanted it hard. She liked it rough. She wanted me to ravage the shit out of her. I gripped her hips with my hands and forced her against me as she held onto the counter, crying out after every deep slide inside of her.
Her wet warmth was addictive. My cock tasted her pussy like it was made for it. I couldn’t get enough of it. This would never get old, and that’s how I knew something this good was made to last. Every time I took her it felt as exciting and personal as the first.
“Heath, oh, my God,” she moaned my name over and over again. “Heath… Heath…”
It was the sweetest sound. I felt the pleasure course through me as I fucked her fast and hard, hitting her special spot every time. I’d make her sore. I’d make her remember come tomorrow I’d been buried deep inside her. She’d know who she belonged to. It was me.
She was mine.
My fingers dug into her flesh as I growled out my own moans. I felt my spine tingling and a deep pressure building. My hold tightened, and I was sure she was going to bruise, but she didn’t care. No, she screamed out my name, pushing her ass into me. She took me in so deep, and she never relented. She took the harsh thrusts, and she loved the pain mingled with the pleasure. Her whole body began to tense, and I knew she was close. I brought my hand around to her clit and massaged it as I continued slamming into her. She let out a cry followed by a soft moan and fell apart beneath me, quivering as her pussy clenched my dick and forced me to my own pleasure. I came hard inside her and the pleasure made every inch of my body flushed from its intensity.
Fuckin’ hell.
Panting, I gathered her in my arms and collapsed to the ground, resting my back against the wall with her in my lap. The back of her head relaxed between my shoulder and neck. She turned her face to me and laid a kiss on my throat. It was always these tiny acts of affection that broke down my walls.
Love. It consumed me. It made me scared of how far I’d go to give the ones I loved a good life. But Allie… god, she was the one that opened that part of me. She was my endgame. I wanted everything with her. I held her tighter to me, afraid to let her go. I panicked at the thought of going a day without her being mine, and it was that thought alone that prompted me to say, “Marry me.”
In my hold, her entire body froze. Moments passed, but the two hopeful words still clung to us. I waited for her response, and it was fucking me up that she still hadn’t said a word.
“Allie,” I pressed, suddenly wondering what was wrong.
“I… I can’t.” I barely heard her say.
I tried not to feel like my heart had been bulldozed. The bitter taste of rejection was hard to swallow.
“Why?” I wondered aloud. “I’ll never hurt you. Don’t you know that?”
“It’s nothing to do with you. It’s…”
I waited for her to continue. With bated breath, I hoped for a good excuse. However, all I could think about was Ryker standing in our way and my paranoia feasted on my
I pulled my cock out and parted her ass. Christ, this ass was bigger than it was before. Removing a condom from my pocket, I quickly slid it on. I leaned over top of her shaking body and bit at her earlobe, whispering, “I adore you, Allison.” I adored her more than she’d ever know.
Standing up straight again, I centred my cock at her entrance and pushed in hard. Don’t treat her like glass, I told myself, remembering her words from before. She wanted it hard. She liked it rough. She wanted me to ravage the shit out of her. I gripped her hips with my hands and forced her against me as she held onto the counter, crying out after every deep slide inside of her.
Her wet warmth was addictive. My cock tasted her pussy like it was made for it. I couldn’t get enough of it. This would never get old, and that’s how I knew something this good was made to last. Every time I took her it felt as exciting and personal as the first.
“Heath, oh, my God,” she moaned my name over and over again. “Heath… Heath…”
It was the sweetest sound. I felt the pleasure course through me as I fucked her fast and hard, hitting her special spot every time. I’d make her sore. I’d make her remember come tomorrow I’d been buried deep inside her. She’d know who she belonged to. It was me.
She was mine.
My fingers dug into her flesh as I growled out my own moans. I felt my spine tingling and a deep pressure building. My hold tightened, and I was sure she was going to bruise, but she didn’t care. No, she screamed out my name, pushing her ass into me. She took me in so deep, and she never relented. She took the harsh thrusts, and she loved the pain mingled with the pleasure. Her whole body began to tense, and I knew she was close. I brought my hand around to her clit and massaged it as I continued slamming into her. She let out a cry followed by a soft moan and fell apart beneath me, quivering as her pussy clenched my dick and forced me to my own pleasure. I came hard inside her and the pleasure made every inch of my body flushed from its intensity.
Fuckin’ hell.
Panting, I gathered her in my arms and collapsed to the ground, resting my back against the wall with her in my lap. The back of her head relaxed between my shoulder and neck. She turned her face to me and laid a kiss on my throat. It was always these tiny acts of affection that broke down my walls.
Love. It consumed me. It made me scared of how far I’d go to give the ones I loved a good life. But Allie… god, she was the one that opened that part of me. She was my endgame. I wanted everything with her. I held her tighter to me, afraid to let her go. I panicked at the thought of going a day without her being mine, and it was that thought alone that prompted me to say, “Marry me.”
In my hold, her entire body froze. Moments passed, but the two hopeful words still clung to us. I waited for her response, and it was fucking me up that she still hadn’t said a word.
“Allie,” I pressed, suddenly wondering what was wrong.
“I… I can’t.” I barely heard her say.
I tried not to feel like my heart had been bulldozed. The bitter taste of rejection was hard to swallow.
“Why?” I wondered aloud. “I’ll never hurt you. Don’t you know that?”
“It’s nothing to do with you. It’s…”
I waited for her to continue. With bated breath, I hoped for a good excuse. However, all I could think about was Ryker standing in our way and my paranoia feasted on my
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