“That’s it; ride me, little Songbird.Let me watch these pretty titties bounce while you take my cock,” he groaned.
“Oh,” I whimpered.
His dirty words heightened my pleasure.I loved his voice, but when it was like this, it was the sexiest sound in the world.My body began to quake.A cry of frustration tore from me as he picked me up and moved me from him.My back hit the sofa, and his palms pressed against my inner thighs, spreading me open.Then he was there over me, entering me hard, fast, verging on painful.
“Fuck!”he shouted as he started slamming into me, his body glistening with sweat, his eyes savage as they devoured me.“My cunt!My fucking tight cunt!Tell me, Songbird,” he urged.“Tell me it’s mine.”
I nodded.“It’s yours.”
It always had been.All of me had been his since the moment he’d spoken to me.Even before he wanted me, I’d only wanted him.
His eyes flared again, and the crest I was climbing toward exploded.I screamed his name, clawing at his shoulders and chest as wave after wave crashed over me.
Kash let out a roar, and the first pulse of his release filled me so deeply that I felt it.The heat pouring into me.He shuddered.
“Cressida.”My name fell from his lips on a hoarse cry.“Fuck, baby, that’s it.Take all of it.”He continued to pump into me.
My body jerked as another orgasm hit me.Kash pulled me into his arms and held me.We stayed like that while our erratic breathing slowed.I felt no regret.There was no fear.Instead, I lay there, feeling complete.Home.Exactly where I belonged.
Twenty-Six
Kash
Lifting myself off her, I slid free of her tight hole and held myself up with one hand, gripping the back of the sofa, while the other pushed her leg out so that her thighs were spread for me.I had to see it.The animal inside of me needed to see it.My seed dripping out of her sweet cunt.No, MY sweet cunt.She was mine.I’d claimed her years ago, possibly at first sight.That was never changing.
“What are you doing?”she asked, her voice just above a whisper.
“Watching my cum leak out of that perfect pink pussy,” I replied with a quick grin before returning my attention back to between her legs.
She laughed.“Kash.”
My name on her lips was my favorite sound.She tried to close her legs, and I shook my head, tsking at her as I continued to keep them like they were.
“I’m just gonna play with it a little.Rub it all over the inside of your thighs.Mark what’s mine.”
Her body trembled, and my eyes shot back up to hers as my cock began to twitch and come back to life.
“You want more?”
She blushed.“Already?”
I nodded.
“You can do that?”
I nodded again.“Seems my cock is as obsessed as I am.”
A small, trickling laugh came from her, and my chest felt so damn full that it might explode.This was real.I was getting to have her.No more lies, misunderstandings, no more torture.I was home.I was with her.
“This isn’t the Christmas I was expecting,” she said.“I think I believe in Santa Claus again.”
I leaned down over her, sliding my hands between her legs so I could play with her soaked pussy.“It’s been one hell of a Christmas,” I agreed.“And Santa Claus is fucking real.”
She let out a soft moan.“Kash, I love you.”
I paused and stared down at her.“You’re my soul, my obsession, and my home,” I told her.
Tears glistened in her eyes as she looked up at me.She was every wish I’d ever made.The light in the darkness that I’d thought I’d always walk in, and the thought of losing her again was something I couldn’t live through.I wasn’t a kid anymore.I was a man.One who knew who owned him and accepted it.Fucking reveled in it.Without her, I was nothing.I was void.
