“You’re going to make a mess, Lychik,” I hiss again, and her hold around my shaft tightens. My head falls back against the seat, but I can’t stop watching her.
Those swollen from my kiss lips, her lust-filled, determined gaze and her perfect, marked tits slowly bouncing up and down as she jerks me off.
“I want that,” she whispers.
“Do you now? You want to see me fall apart?” One corner of my mouth lifts in a lazy smirk but it’s gone as soon as Aurora puts more pressure on my cock. “Ugh,” I groan. “I’ll give you anything you want, malysh. Fuck, your hand feels so good. So, fucking good I can’t even imagine what being inside that wet, little pussy will feel like.”
“Oh God, Sava, that mouth of yours.” One strap of her purple bra falls down her arm, exposing her mouthwatering tits and I reach for them, flicking my tongue over the bite marks around her nipples.
“Mm-hmm,” I bite my lip as stars start to fill my vision. “Ohfuuuck.” My hips thrust up chasing more of her and Aurora speeds up, her thumb circling my crown and smearing the precum all over it and I lose it.
My orgasm hits fast and hard, shooting out every drop of cum over that delicate hand that is still pumping up and down, watching my orgasm almost mesmerized. It seeps over her fingers, dripping down over my balls, and I can barely catch my breath, my body feeling numb with pleasure.
She made me fall apart like a schoolboy.
I pick up her hand that’s covered in me and drag the tip of my tongue over her middle finger, licking my cum clean off it. Aurora gasps, her breath growing faster and shallow and I lift her hand to her parted lips.
“Clean up the mess you made, Aurora. Taste what you do to me.”
She sticks her tongue out like the good girl she is and drags it over her finger one at a time, her eyes trained on mine the entire time, and my cock hardens at the sight immediately. I never wanted to have sex again right after I just came. Never. Until her.
“Fuck,” I breathe out. “Don’t swallow, let me see,” I demand, gripping her chin and she sticks her tongue out, my cum covering it and an animalistic growl leaves my throat as I slam her mouth against mine, tasting us mixed together.
My hand finds the lace covering her pussy and I rip it off. Grabbing a handful of her ass, I lift her up, line up the head of my cock with her pussy, and slam her on top of it, sheeting myself in her drenched tight pussy to the sound of her cry.
“Sava! Oh, oh, oh god! It hurts. It hurts but it feels so good, how can that be?” Her hands glide into my hair, pulling it at the roots. Her tits come up to my face, and I bury it in them, licking and kissing and biting, leaving more and more marks on her pristine porcelain skin. I need her marked by me at all times. Every day and every hour.
All mine.
“That’s the definition of us, Aurora. The fucking definition,” I tell her through gritted teeth, thrusting into her from the bottom again and again. “Fuck, your pussy is heaven, malysh. So tight and wet for me.”
“Yes, yes,” she chants, rocking her hips in tune with my thrusts, creating the most perfect unison. “Sava, this feels so good. Please don’t stop. Please, never stop.” I can feel her pussy pulse and clench with each word.
“Over my dead, cold body. And maybe not even then. You’re all mine now, Aurora. This pussy is all mine. Mine to fuck and destroy.”
She moans in agreement her nails biting into my shoulders as she greedily rides me.
The windows around the car are clouded with precipitation, our scent mingling in the air around us as soft moans and the lewd sounds of sex fill the void inside me.
I knew I’d be addicted to her from one taste—I already was hooked on her—but this is so much more. I’m fucking her, my cock is in her, yet it’s still not enough. I still want more.
I need the whole world to know she’s mine. That despite everything, she’s mine! And maybe this need is mutual because we both pick up our speed, fucking faster, harder and with a hint of urgency. Like we won’t survive another second without each other.
“Oh my God! I’m gonna come!”
“Come, malysh. Come all over my cock. Show the storm how mine you are.”
I feel her walls squeezing me tighter as she screams, and I take her mouth again. Our kiss frantic and sloppy but I need to taste her breaking apart. I need to own every second, every moment of her climax. And I do.
A moment later, she moans into my mouth, rocking against me even faster as her skin coats in a layer of thin goose bumps and she explodes. Her orgasm ripping through her and straight into me.
“Oh fuck! Your greedy pussy is milking me so fucking good, Aurora. Does my girl want me to come too? Do you want me to paint your walls with my seed?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” she chants through sloppy kisses, and every nerve ending in my body lights up as an orgasm blasts through me.
I groan, pleasure and pain mixing inside me because nothing has ever felt more right and more wrong at the same time. No one ever felt as mine when she shouldn’t be. But I don’t care what I should or shouldn’t feel. All I know is that now she’s mine.
Aurora Johnson is mine, and all the demons from the past can fuck right off.
