DON’T STOP (Lila and Darrell) novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70.

Been thinking about you,” I said my voice low. “All week.”

Her pupils darkened. She swallowed.

“Didn’t text back.” I added, thumb tracing her lower lip now. “Though maybe you’d changed your mind.”

“I didn’t,” she whispered. She was even barely audible:

That was all I needed.

leaned in, mouth brushing hers, slowly at first, as if wanting to test her. She hesitated for half a second, then opened for me. The kiss deepened fast-hungry and urgent, like she’d been holding it back too. Her hands fisted in my shirt, pulling me closer. I backed her toward the couch, hands sliding under her sweater, finding warm skin.

The rest blurred: I scooped her up and carried her straight to the bedroom, her legs wrapping around my waist like she ouldn’t wait another second. Clothes hit the floor in a frantic trail-her sweater yanked over her head, my shirt ripped off. and jeans shoved down just enough. I threw her onto the mattress; she bounced once, thighs already spreading wide, pussy glistening under the low lamp light.

crawled between her legs, mouth crashing against hers in a messy, tongue-heavy kiss while my fingers plunged inside her -two at first, then three, curling hard against that spot that made her back arch off the bed. She was soaked, dripping down ny wrist, the wet squelch loud in the quiet room every time I fucked my fingers deeper.

Fuck, you’re drenched,” I growled against her throat, biting down just hard enough to mark. “Been thinking about this tight ittle cunt all week.”

She whimpered, hips bucking up to meet my hand. “Please… Darrell…”

pulled my fingers out, slick and shining, and smeared them across her lips before shoving them back in her mouth. She ucked greedily, eyes glassy. I lined myself up and thrust in one brutal stroke-balls deep, no warning. Her walls clamped down like a vice, hot and fluttering, a choked cry ripping from her throat.

didn’t give her time to adjust. I fucked her hard, hips snapping forward, balls slapping wetly against her ass with every hrust. The sound echoed-skin on skin, her slick pussy sucking me back in, the bed creaking under us. She was loud now- whining, gasping, and making little broken “ah-ah-ah” sounds every time I bottomed out.

flipped her on top, exactly like I’d fantasized. She straddled me, knees digging into the mattress, hands braced on my thest. She sank down slow at first-agonisingly slow-taking every thick inch until her ass met my thighs. A long filthy noan spilled out of her when she bottomed out, hips rolling in tight circles that made my cock twitch inside her.

Ride me good, Bella,” I ordered, voice rough. “Show me how bad you want that next payment.

she obeyed-slow grinds turning into desperate bounces. Her tits bounced with every drop, nipples hard and begging I gripped her hips, slamming her down harder, meeting her halfway with sharp upward thrusts. My balls clapped against ber oaked entrance over and over-loud, obscene slaps that mixed with her whiny moans and the wet squelch of her pussy wallowing me whole.

Fuck-yes-deeper-” she gasped, nails raking red lines down my chest.

I sat up, one arm banding around her waist, the other fisting her hair to yank her head back. I sucked a bruise into her thro while I pounded up into her, relentless. Her walls fluttered, fluttering, close but not there yet I slowed deliberately grinding deep, circling my hips so the head of my cock dragged against her g spot.

“Not yet, I rasped. “You don’t come until I say.”

She whined high and, frustrated, her hips twitching, trying to chase it. “Please I need-”

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Chapter 70-

Hopped her again, this time reverse. She faced away, ass up, back arched beautifully I spread her cheeks and watched mp cock disappear inside her again-slow this time, letting her feel every ridge, every vein. Then I grabbed her hips and forked her hard from below, watching her ass jiggle with each brutal thrust. The view was obscene her pussy stretched wide me, creamy wetness coating y shaft, dripping down my balls.

She reached back, spreading herself wider, moaning like she was losing her mind. “Harder! Fuck please

I obliged, slamming up into her, balls slapping her clit now, the wet smacks filling the room. She rode back to meet the s bouncing, back bowing, filthy little cries spilling out every time I hit deep

When she started trembling, her walls pulsing, thighs shaking, I reached around, my fingers finding her swollen clic! rubbed fast, rough circles.

“Come for me,” I growled. “Come all over my cock like the dirty girl you are.”

She shattered, screaming my name, body convulsing, pussy clamping down so hard I saw white. Her juices gushed soaking my thighs and the sheets. I didn’t stop-I fucked her through it, prolonging every spasm until she was whimpering.

oversensitive.

Only then did I let go. I flipped her onto her back again, hooked her legs over my shoulders, and pounded deep-once twice, three times-before I came with a guttural groan, spilling hot and thick inside her, hips jerking, filling her until it leaked out around my cock.

We collapsed, sweaty and wrecked, with our chests heaving. Her legs trembled around me, her pussy still fluttering with aftershocks. I stayed buried inside her for a long minute, feeling her pulse around me, before finally pulling out slowly A thick rope of cum followed, dripping down her slit onto the sheets. /

She lay there panting, eyes glassy, cheeks flushed. I watched her reach for her clothes with shaky hands, like the haze was clearing too fast.

“You okay?” I asked, my voice still rough, sprawled beside her.

She nodded, not meeting my eyes. “Yeah.

We stayed tangled like that for a long minute, and then she moved.

She lifted herself off me carefully and slowly like she was afraid of breaking something. A thick trickle of my cum followed sliding down her inner thigh as she climbed off. She didn’t look down at it. She just wiped it off with a tissue and discarded i in the bin. She reached for her discarded clothes scattered across the floor and turned back to me

I stayed sprawled on the bed, one arm behind my head, watching her. My pulse was still thudding in my ears Skin cooling The room smelled like sex-sweat, her arousal, my release. She pulled her panties on first, wincing aule when the fabric met the mess between her legs. Then jeans, a sweater, and a bra hooked in seconds

I propped myself on an elbow. “You okay?” I asked, keeping it casual, like we’d just unished watching a movie

She nodded quickly, without turning around. “Yeah.”

But her voice was flat. Eyes down. No flush left on her cheeks, no shy smile, no lingering glance like last time. She z bag, slung it over her shoulder, and headed for the bedroom door

I sat up fully now, trowning. “I’ll send the money via transfer Same as before-extra if you want to come back sooner

She paused in the doorway, back still to me. A single nod, barely there, then she walked out. No goodbye Not even a look back. The front door opened and closed softly behind her. The lock clicked.

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