push me to the edge and I break. I angle her body and pound into her tightness.
“Yes, right there.”
My eyes all back roll in my head as she meets me thrust for thrust. Sweat beads on my brow and rolls down my back. I’ve waited so long for this moment. Every push inside of her brings me that much closer. I want to crawl inside of her, examine everything that makes her who she is in the light, and live there. Water sloshes around our bodies and her cries egg me on.
“So good, Karma. So good.”
“Oh, yes.” She squeezes her muscles and I twitch. Her muscles quiver.
“Close, baby, I’m close,” she pants.
I move faster and she takes the punishing pace like a pro. The pressure is building at the base of my spine. I’m tingling, and my cock is granite. She convulses, and I yield to her pussy, letting her milk me as we find completion as one.
***
Karma
I roll out of bed and ease away from Arsen. Waking up with him in my bed makes me happier than it should. This can’t last, don’t get attached. I’ve been let down enough to know, investing in things is asking to be hurt. I slip on an oversized T-shirt and head to the back to collect his clothing. The sex was mind blowing, but I expected that. Our chemistry is off the charts. I’ll enjoy it while it lasts, and keep my feelings to myself. Arsen gets to me. When he tells me I’m his and gets possessive, I want to beg him to keep me forever. I spent a lifetime feeling like I wasn’t important or good enough, and this man offers me a place at his side and makes me feel like I belong. Maybe I could.
Angry with myself for going there, I step outside and let the heat melt away my thoughts. Collecting his clothes, I fold them neatly, and place them on top of my dresser. In need of distraction, I start breakfast.
“Not that I’ll ever turn down your cooking, but I want you in the bed when I wake up,” Arsen says.
“One night and you’ve gotten damn comfortable.”
“Did you not understand how this was going to go?” he asks.
I flip the omelet and turn to him. “What are you talking about?”
When he stalks over I can’t help but feel like prey. He presses our hips together, reaches around me, and turns off the heat. Lifting me up, he places me on the counter. “Spread your legs.” I keep my legs closed out of spite. He grips my knees and pries them apart. “I’ve already been inside, baby. I’m not going to let you freeze me out now. You think last night was a one-time thing?”
I bite my bottom lip and refuse to answer.
“Look at me.” His raspy tone demands to be answered.
“I don’t know what I think,” I say lamely.
“Well let me tell you my intentions, so there’s no confusion. You’re mine and eventually I want everyone to know it. That means one day I’ll put my vest on your back and my mark on your body.”
“Why?”
“I want anyone who comes into contact with you to understand you have a man who’ll fuck them up if they come at you wrong.”
“This sounds serious,” I say lowering my voice.
“It is. It’s our version of a wedding ring, only this shit has no easy way out,” he says.
“Don’t you think it’s soon?” My voice is still pitched low.
“We don’t need to go pick out tattoos today, but I need to know you’re ready to get there. I know what I want and you’re not the type of woman I can ease into anything with ’cause it’ll get someone killed.”
I snicker.
“You see me smiling, babe? I’ll trial run this with you, because once you’re wearing my mark, I won’t give a shit if you change your mind. You’ll be mine for good.”
I love the idea. I want to tell him yes, and latch on to him, but I can’t bring myself to trust him. It’s on the tip of my tongue to resist and shut him down. Hurt them before they hurt you. But the smallest part of me that still holds on to hope, won’t let me.
“Can we try it?” I ask.
“I’ll give you a month to ride this out. Then it’s a
“Yes, right there.”
My eyes all back roll in my head as she meets me thrust for thrust. Sweat beads on my brow and rolls down my back. I’ve waited so long for this moment. Every push inside of her brings me that much closer. I want to crawl inside of her, examine everything that makes her who she is in the light, and live there. Water sloshes around our bodies and her cries egg me on.
“So good, Karma. So good.”
“Oh, yes.” She squeezes her muscles and I twitch. Her muscles quiver.
“Close, baby, I’m close,” she pants.
I move faster and she takes the punishing pace like a pro. The pressure is building at the base of my spine. I’m tingling, and my cock is granite. She convulses, and I yield to her pussy, letting her milk me as we find completion as one.
***
Karma
I roll out of bed and ease away from Arsen. Waking up with him in my bed makes me happier than it should. This can’t last, don’t get attached. I’ve been let down enough to know, investing in things is asking to be hurt. I slip on an oversized T-shirt and head to the back to collect his clothing. The sex was mind blowing, but I expected that. Our chemistry is off the charts. I’ll enjoy it while it lasts, and keep my feelings to myself. Arsen gets to me. When he tells me I’m his and gets possessive, I want to beg him to keep me forever. I spent a lifetime feeling like I wasn’t important or good enough, and this man offers me a place at his side and makes me feel like I belong. Maybe I could.
Angry with myself for going there, I step outside and let the heat melt away my thoughts. Collecting his clothes, I fold them neatly, and place them on top of my dresser. In need of distraction, I start breakfast.
“Not that I’ll ever turn down your cooking, but I want you in the bed when I wake up,” Arsen says.
“One night and you’ve gotten damn comfortable.”
“Did you not understand how this was going to go?” he asks.
I flip the omelet and turn to him. “What are you talking about?”
When he stalks over I can’t help but feel like prey. He presses our hips together, reaches around me, and turns off the heat. Lifting me up, he places me on the counter. “Spread your legs.” I keep my legs closed out of spite. He grips my knees and pries them apart. “I’ve already been inside, baby. I’m not going to let you freeze me out now. You think last night was a one-time thing?”
I bite my bottom lip and refuse to answer.
“Look at me.” His raspy tone demands to be answered.
“I don’t know what I think,” I say lamely.
“Well let me tell you my intentions, so there’s no confusion. You’re mine and eventually I want everyone to know it. That means one day I’ll put my vest on your back and my mark on your body.”
“Why?”
“I want anyone who comes into contact with you to understand you have a man who’ll fuck them up if they come at you wrong.”
“This sounds serious,” I say lowering my voice.
“It is. It’s our version of a wedding ring, only this shit has no easy way out,” he says.
“Don’t you think it’s soon?” My voice is still pitched low.
“We don’t need to go pick out tattoos today, but I need to know you’re ready to get there. I know what I want and you’re not the type of woman I can ease into anything with ’cause it’ll get someone killed.”
I snicker.
“You see me smiling, babe? I’ll trial run this with you, because once you’re wearing my mark, I won’t give a shit if you change your mind. You’ll be mine for good.”
I love the idea. I want to tell him yes, and latch on to him, but I can’t bring myself to trust him. It’s on the tip of my tongue to resist and shut him down. Hurt them before they hurt you. But the smallest part of me that still holds on to hope, won’t let me.
“Can we try it?” I ask.
“I’ll give you a month to ride this out. Then it’s a
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