Page 95 of Dark Whispers


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He wraps his hand around his shaft and pumps a few times, causing more precum to spill. “I’m not going to be able to hold back. Are you sure?”

“Yes. I want you. I need you inside me.” I scramble for the drawer next to my knee, opening it and pulling out a condom from the brand-new box.

Knox rips the condom from my hands. “Who did you buy the condoms for, Raven?”

My eyes blink in confusion. “What?”

He grits his teeth. “Who are the condoms for?”

“You. You and Griffin. I just bought them the other day.”

“Good.”

He growls, gripping my chin and pressing his lips to mine. He thrusts his tongue in my mouth, forcing me to taste myself. I moan in his mouth, reveling in the rich flavor.

I retrieve the condom from his hands, rip it open, and roll the rubber down his length.

Knox’s fingers dig into the flesh at my hips, holding me still as he drives forward and seats himself all the way inside me.

“Damn, Darlin’. I’m going to need this every day. Promise me, I’ll get this cunt every day. I’m already addicted.”

My mind spins, basking in the way my pussy stretches around his thick length. He digs his fingers in harder, demanding a response.

“Yes. Everyday. Move right now, and I’ll let you come inside me every day.”

Knox smirks. “Deal.” He moves his hips back and thrusts forward, repeating the motion.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I chant.

My already primed pussy flutters around his cock. Sweat drips down my spine as we move together. He pistons his hips faster and harder, staring at my boobs.

Knox groans, “Your tits look so pretty bouncing like that for me.”

A whimper escapes my lips, and I squeeze his waist harder with my legs. My inner muscles tighten, and he groans again.

“Squeeze that cunt around my dick.”

His dirty words bring me closer to my release. I’m so close, and he knows it.

Knox snakes his hand between our writhing bodies and easily finds my clit. His fingers pinch my bundle of nerves, setting off fireworks in my core.

His other hand covers my mouth as my pussy contracts, squeezing his length. Knox moans as he empties his own release inside me. He continues to fuck me, drawing out my orgasm.

With a final pump of his hips, we both collapse. Knox rests his forearm against the mirror above my head. His hair and chest are wet with perspiration.

“Damn, Raven,” he pants.

“I’m ready to go back to sleep,” I admit.

“I was going to suggest we go again,” Knox teases with a wink.

I huff. “Good joke.”

Knox dips his head, kissing and sucking my neck. “I’m serious,” he mumbles into my sensitive skin.

“Well, they do say to obey your elders.” I smile at my own joke.

Knox gently bites my neck, and I yelp, scooting away. His dick glides from me, and we both groan. Knox plants his lips on mine, the kiss heating up quickly.