Chapter 109
OCEANS
“Tight.” The word came out strained. “So fucking tight.”
I withdrew almost all the way and slammed back in.
She gasped.
I started to move.
It wasn’t gentle or slow.
Days, almost weeks of distance came out in every thrust, so deep and utterly punishing.
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The couch shifted under us. My hand stayed in her hair, holding her head in place while I fucked her. The angle was deep that I could feel every inch of her around me with every stroke.
My other hand reached around her front and found her clit. I worked it in tight circles timed with my thrusts. The dual sensation had her sobbing, her fingers clawing at the cushions, her body beginning to convulse around me.
My hand moved to her hip, pulling her back to meet me while I drove forward, the wet slap of it filling the room alongside
sounds she was trying to muffle in the cushion and failing completely. the sounds she was making
“Don’t.” I pulled her head back by her hair. “Let me hear you.”
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the first arriving fast, her whole body seizing around my cock while I kept my I fucked her through two orgasms that rhythm and didn’t stop, the second building slower and hitting harder, her legs shaking beneath me by the time it broke.
I pulled out of her and flipped her over before she finished trembling.
She looked up at me with completely wrecked eyes, and I looked down at her and felt nothing resembling patience.
“Open wider. I’m not done yet.” I hooked her knees over my forearms, opened her up, and ran my thumb slowly over her clit while I pressed the head of my cock to her entrance without pushing in.
“Oceans…” She called, and I couldn’t fucking tell if it was a warning or a plea. And I had gone past reasoning.
“Watch,” I said.
I reached down and wrapped my hand around my cock and ran the tip through her slit, slowly, parting her folds and sliding through her wetness.
I pressed against her clit and dragged back down, watching her face while I did it.
Her hips chased me. She couldn’t help it.
“Hold still,” I said.
“I can’t-”
“Hold still, Kiss.”
She gripped the cushions and held still, as I continued peppering her with slow, intentional strokes of my cock through her soaking pussy that were not giving her what she needed and were giving me exactly the view I wanted.
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Then I pushed in all the way, in one stroke.
She screamed.
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I kept moving with deep, rolling thrusts that I felt in my spine, my thumb circling her clit while I fucked her because I wanted every possible sensation running through her simultaneously.
I wanted her overwhelmed, wanted her to have no room left in her body for anything except this.
She came a third time with her nails drawing blood on my forearm and her body arching completely off the couch.
I pulled out for a second.
She collapsed onto the cushion, breathing hard.
“Don’t tell me you’re tired.”
I positioned properly and pushed back inside her. The angle was deeper. She cried out and grabbed my forearms, her nails biting into my skin.
“Oceans–too deep—”
“Take it.”
I drove into her, each stroke hitting the end of her. Her eyes rolled back. Her mouth fell open. I leaned down and kissed her, swallowing her moans, fucking her mouth with my tongue in the same rhythm as my cock.
Her legs shook. Her cunt fluttered.
She was close again.
I picked her up, walked us to the wall, and pressed her back against it.
I pushed back inside her with her legs wrapped around my waist.
The angle made her sob.
“There,” I said against her throat. “There it is.”
I fucked her against the wall with her face buried in my neck and the sounds she made muffled against my skin. I could feel every clench of her around my cock.
“I’ve thought about holding you like this and fucking you until you can’t walk for a week. That thought gets me through most of my days. Do you know that?”
She whimpered, too far gone to comprehend.
My hands gripped her ass hard enough to leave marks I intended to check in the morning.
Everything in me pulled taut, my hips snapping forward with less control than I had started with.
I lifted her hips and brought her down onto my cock. The angle hit her somewhere that made her cry against my lips.
I swallowed her scream it and kept moving – lifting and lowering her, using the grip of her legs to slide her onto me.
Her head fell back.
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“Oh, God. Oceans…” She moaned my name when I hit too deep, and the sound she made sent me over the edge I had been balancing on for the last hour.
“Kiss… Fuck. Kiss me.” I whispered against her lips. She obeyed.
I felt her release building again.
“Not yet.”
I stopped, lowered her until her feet touched the floor. I turned her and pushed her forward until she was on her hands and knees on the hardwood.
I came down behind her with my knees bracketing hers. My hands found her hips and pulled her up until she was presented properly.
I ran the head of my cock along her soaked slit. From her clit to her entrance and back, coating myself in her while she whimpered and pushed back.
I chuckled and thrusted in one deep, solid plunge that buried me completely from behind. The fill was overwhelming from this angle, and she fucking felt it.
The sounds in the room were obscene and honest. The wet slap of my balls against her wetness, and the slick sounds of her cunt taking my cock.
I felt my release so close. It was coming like a gush.
I buried myself completely in long, hard thrusts.
The force of it hit me in waves that started somewhere in the base of my spine and moved outward.
She shattered along with me.
Her cunt clamped around me so hard I saw white.
I pulled her mouth to mine and kissed her through it, swallowing her scream, and let myself go.
I spilled into her in long, hot pulses, my hips bucking up into hers, while my hands gripped her ass unapologetically, until I emptied every last drop of my cum in her.
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