Take (Need #2)(40)
“Kira. Oh my God, Kira, please,” he begs me, his expression wild, his big body straining under me.
Moaning, I slide his swollen tip between my folds, covering it in me—
I choke on a scream as I drop down and his cock finally slams home.
White f*cking bliss forces my hips up as she slides down, slamming all of my dick inside her.
Inside Kira.
Bare.
“Oh, shit!” My mouth drops open as I stare down to where we’re joined. “I’m inside you, I’m f*cking inside you.”
There’s only one lift of her hips, then back down before her nails dig into my chest. She’s holding in a scream, and my cock is right there with her as I desperately keep from coming. Walls tight, pulsing around me, begging me to come with her.
“Brayden,” she gasps, rocking on my cock, shuddering as the wet clutch of her cunt almost forces my come out of me.
Fuck. Oh, f*ck. My girl’s coming all over my cock, her sexy little lips wide open as she moans incoherently. It feels too good, looks too good, and I can’t hold it back.
I’m going to come.
Right here.
Right now.
Deep in Kira’s tight *.
Painting her walls, exactly how I’ve always wanted to.
I grip down on her hips, guiding her draining body as I pump up. Fisting the front of that pink and black bra she’s wearing, I bring her down, catching her when she collapses on my chest. One hand around her jaw, I kiss her, eating at her mouth, f*cking it with my tongue, rotating my hips into her over and over.
She tightens around me, still coming, whimpering as our tongues twirl.
It’s all too much and I start coming, the first brutal wave slamming up my cock and into her, choking me with pleasure. “Fuck, baby. I love you. Fucking love you,” I hear myself desperately moaning.
Kira shuts me up, fisting my hair and kissing me senseless.
I start coming even harder, my entire world going black, my heart hammering like it’s about to explode inside me.
I’m a panting mess, and my muscles give out, relaxing back down onto the bed.
Her hips continue rocking, * fluttering on my still hard dick as she tries to sit up. It’s then I see the lust draining from her and reality settling back in.
Not f*cking happening.
I’m stronger, faster, and have her flipped onto her back before she even realizes, looming over her, pinning her down with my cock locked inside her. I wrap my arm around her and shift her up the bed so I can climb on.
Her expression clouds over again, arms reaching around me, pulling my lips down to hers. Instead of kissing her, I dip down and lick up the side of her neck, resting on my favorite spot, biting her. She lets out a squeak, and my dick twitches inside her, making her do it again.
“Where the f*ck do you think you’re going?” I growl into her ear, nipping at it with my teeth. “I’m not f*cking done with you yet.”
I sweep my hands down her thighs to her knees and push them open, spreading her wide. The new angle lets me slide in even deeper, and I groan as Kira lets out a high-pitched gasp, her back arching. I wrap one hand around her neck, holding her down on the bed, and look right into her eyes, stopping for a single, heart-pounding second.
“You’re mine.” I tighten my hold on her neck. I slide the length of my dick out of her, slowly, seeing it glisten with both her come and mine.
Kira tightens around me, as if refusing to let my cock go.
And that right there is all the answer I need.
“Fucking mine,” I repeat, slamming back in, holding one of her thighs open as I piston into her with every bit of strength in me.
It doesn’t matter that I just had the most draining explosion of my life. I have a mission to pump her so full of my come she won’t be able to live without me.
Each thrust of my dick into her causes little whimpers and cries and the most f*cking erotic come face I’ve ever seen. Lips parted, eyes heavy and glazed over.
Her * keeps milking me, pulling me in.
“Kira.” I let my forehead drop onto hers, staring into her eyes, not breaking the connection as my hips slam into hers. “You feel so f*cking good. Didn’t know—Jesus, girl. You’re killing me.”
She wraps her arms around me. Her legs. Her pleading eyes never leave mine, wide, emotionally open, finally showing me everything I’ve been dying to see. She needs me just as close. Needs me to keep going. To give it to her harder.
So I do.
Her * is so wet, filled with our come. Each thrust pushes it out the harder and deeper I go. My hips move, driven by the aching need for more friction.
It’s unbearable, mind wiping, animal driving instinct that keeps me going.
Fill her.
Again and again until she’s overflowing with my come.
More than she already is.
Soaking wet tightness pulls more from me. I can feel my balls pull up.
She tries to close her eyes. To block some part of herself from this unbearable connection. Her head turns to the side. I grab her chin and bring her back to me, nipping her bottom lip hard enough to cause her eyes to snap open.
“Those eyes, baby.” I push deep into her and stop moving, letting her feel each throb my cock gives. “They turn me on so much. Can’t live without them anymore.”
Her walls ripple around me. “Stop,” she begs me in a whisper, eyes watering.