“You’re incredible,” he says, his words muffled by the ringing in my ears. “So beautiful when you come undone for me.”
I can’t say a word, moans still ripping out of my mouth. I can feel him shifting, hear noises I can’t decipher, then his chuckle, rumbling through his chest and into mine.
“Tell me you still want it, Scarlett.”
I dig my fingers into his back. “Hmm.”
“Ten for enthusiasm, but I need you to say it.”
Forcing my eyes open, I meet his gaze. He’s tense, his eyes darker than black, his hair messy after all my pulling. My finger traces the damp skin of his cheek, then his jaw. “Yes.” I sound drunk, and I feel it, too. Weightless. Euphoric. “I would very much still like your c—”
He thrusts into me with a force I’m not prepared for, my mouth opening in a soundless scream as I adjust to the way he stretches me.
“Ooh…fuck.” His jaw clenches, his eyes closing for a long moment as I clamp around him. “You’re, hmm… so tight,” he mumbles. “Tight and, shit, so wet, Scarlett.”
He pulls back quickly, and his hips snap against mine, setting a relentless pace.
Holy crap, this man might just break me. Actually, I might justask himto break me. Moan after moan, I cling to him desperately, my nails raking down his back as I try to hold on to him.
“Scarlett.” He whimpers, face falling against my neck. The sound sends a thrill through me, and I tighten around him deliberately, savoring the way his breath hitches in response.
“Only for you,” I gasp out.
“Fuck yeah.” He hisses through his teeth. “Say it’smypussy.”
“It’s”—thrust—“your”—thrust—“pussy!” I cry out.
“Christ.” His pace becomes more frantic as he sinks inside me deeper and harder. I feel the tension building in his shoulders, hisballs slapping against my ass, his cock parting me again and again, hitting the spot that makes my eyes roll.
“I can’t take this—I need to pull out,” he says under his breath, and it sounds like he’s telling himself more than me. His expression is strained, a mixture of focused concentration and unrestrained pleasure. His eyes, usually so controlled and steady, are now wild and dark, locked onto mine as my heart races even faster.
I’ddieto feel him release inside me.
Can I ask? Should I?
“Take the condom off,” I blurt out. “P-please?”
His rhythm falters as he meets my gaze. “Freckles, are you sure? We don’t need to—”
“I… well, I haven’t been tested in a while, but I’m good.”
He hesitates. “I get tested regularly.”
Gently, I push him back until his cock slips out, then remove the condom over his shaft. His eyes roll back, and the second my hand abandons him, he drives inside me hard. His movements become erratic as a low, primal rumble resonates through his chest.
“You want my load, Scarlett?” His face contorts in a grimace. “You want me to fill up this tight cunt?”
“Yes,” I manage, another orgasm building fast deep in my belly. “Fill me up, Gray.”
“Every single drop.Fuck, fuck, fuck—” His brows furrow, and his mouth opens in a silent scream as he finally reaches his climax. His body tenses, his muscles contracting as he drives into me hard with a shuddering push until he’s buried inside me.
He moans, loud, and the sensation of him pulsing inside me is enough to trigger my release, another orgasm washing over me violently.
“Fuck.” His body shivers, his grip on my hip tightening until it hurts as his movements become slower, more deliberate, and he rides out the waves of his orgasm. He leans forward, his breath hot and uneven against my skin and his forehead resting lightly against mine. “Fuck.”
I chuckle as he slowly pulls out, cum gushing out of me and dripping down my ass, hot and dense. “You said that already.”
“Trust me,” he says, his words slurred, before he kisses me. “You’re not ready to hear what Iwantto say.”
