DON’T STOP (Lila and Darrell) novel Chapter 64

Bella

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The first wave of my orgasm had barely crested when the aftershocks hit harder and scaner, like my body had decided one explosion wasn’t enough. My pussy clumped down on him in violent, rhythmic spasms, each squeeze pulling a fresh gush of wetness around his still-buried cock. I couldn’txontrol it anymore. I found my hips jerked as chasing the fading sparks ever as they built again into something sharper.

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“Oh fuck oh fuck! Mr Black” My voice cracked into a high, keening whine, words dissolving into nothing but breathy sobs. My thighs locked so tight around his waist my calves cramped, heels digging into the small of his back like I was trying to fuse us together. Every twitch of his cock inside me, now thick and pulsing with the last of his release, sent another shock ripping through my core. My walls fluttered wildly, milking him over and over, greedy even though he’d already filled me to dripping

He groaned deep in his chest, the sound vibrating against my throat where his hand still held me sinned. “Goodness, still coming, huh? Fuck, feel that… your greedy little cunt won’t let me go.” His hips rolled in slow, torturous circles, grinding the base of his cock against my oversensitive clit.

The friction was too much and too good, igniting fresh aftershocks that made my whole body seize. My back arched off the wall, bound wrists straining against the knotted shirt, shoulders burning as I tried to reach for him and couldn’t.

Another spasm hit, deeper this time. My pussy clenched so hard I felt every ridge, every vein of him drag against my fluttering walls. A broken moan tore out of me, loud and shameless, echoing in the room. “I can’t… I can’t stop… fuck, it’s too much-” Tears streamed fresh down my cheeks, mixing with sweat. My breasts heaved against his chest, nipples scraping his skin with every ragged breath. Slick heat leaked out around him, trickling down my arse, pooling where our bodies met.

He tightened his grip on my throat, just enough to make my head spin, to make every sensation sharper, and leaned in. lips brushing my ear. “That’s it, baby. Ride it out. Milk every last drop while you shake for me.” His free hand slid down to grip my ass again, spreading me wider so he could push even deeper, holding himself buried to the hilt while my body convulsed around him.

The aftershocks kept coming relentlessly, overlapping each one stronger than the last until my legs trembled violently, threatening to give out even with him holding me up. My clit throbbed in time with my heartbeat, swollen and raw, every tiny shift of his hips sending white-hot jolts straight up my spine. I was sobbing now-open-mouthed, wrecked-moans turning into pathetic little “please-please-please’s even though I didn’t know what I was begging for anymore.

He hissed through his teeth, hips giving one last shallow thrust that dragged another long, shuddering spasm out of me. “Fuck-look at you. Coming apart on my cock like a perfect little slut. Still twitching… still dripping… you’re gonna ruin me for anyone else.”

My head fell forward against his shoulder, body limp and quivering, aftershocks still rolling through me in slow, devastating waves. My pussy gave one final, weak flutter around him-squeezing, releasing, and squeezing again-like it was trying to keep him forever. A soft, shattered whimper escaped me, barely audible.

He finally eased his hand from my throat, thumb stroking the red marks he’d left as he pressed soft, possessive kisses along my jaw. “Breathe, beautiful,” he murmured, voice rough but almost gentle now. “You did so fucking good.”.

I could only nod small, and shakily, too ruined to speak, my body still trembling in his arms, pussy still faintly pulsing around him like it refused to believe it was over.

But even wrecked and boneless, one thought cut through the haze:

I’d beg for him to wreck me again in a heartbeat.

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When he turned me around, his mouth was already waiting. The kiss tasted like chlorine and mint and something fainthr metallic-maybe just the adrenaline still buzzing between us. His tongue moved lazily but possessively like he was claiming the parts of me his hands hadn’t reached yet. I kissed him back harder than I meant to Maybe I wanted to prove something. Maybe I just wanted to feel something other than calculation for a minute.

His fingers slid lower, cupping, teasing, then pressing inside me again, gentle this time, almost careful. I gasped into his mouth, and he smiled against my lips like he’d won a prize. I hated how much I liked that sound coming from him.

We stayed like that until the water started to cool Washing each other turned into touching, which turned into me stroking him slow and slick until he groaned low in his throat and spilled over my fist. He rested his forehead against mine after breathing hard, saying nothing. For a few seconds it felt almost… tender. Dangerous thought. I peshed it away.

We stepped out, dripping. He handed me one of the thick white towels like it was normal. I dried off fast, avoiding my own reflection in the fogged mirror. Clothes went back on in silence-my sundress quite wrinkled. He watched every movement like he was memorizing me for later.

When I was dressed, he reached into his wallet, counted out the bills, then added three more. He pressed the stack into my palm and closed my fingers around it.

“Next time,” he said, voice rough from earlier, “if you ride me real good, there’s more. A lot more.”

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