Page 70 of Breakaway


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“You’re desperate for it, aren’t you?” I whispered close to ear. “You want me to make you come, mhmm?”

She didn’t answer. Unless the drawn out, mewling whimper was a valid response.

Abruptly, I stilled my movements and lowered my voice. I reasserted my grip on her hair, pulling gently.

“Say it. Say you want me to make you come.”

She squirmed in my hold, trying relentlessly to fuck herself on me as I held her hips perfectly still with my other hand.

Each small movement around my sensitive cock made it harder and harder for me to stop myself from giving in and giving us both the friction we craved. But I wanted her submission more than I wanted anything else.

“Say it,” I repeated, holding on to the fraying edges of my resolve.

She slammed a fist into the wall. “I want it. I want you to make me come.”

I quickly complied, resuming the same brutal pace as before.

“See, that wasn’t so hard now, was it?”

I let go of her hair and moved my hand to her hip, pulling her back hard onto my dick. It was all I could take to keep back the low groans and curses threatening to spill from my mouth as I rocked my hips into the velvety warmth of her pussy. As the searing hot skin of her ass bounced against me.

After a few more thrusts, my movements grew sloppy and erratic. All at once, I felt a tight coil in my stomach, and I knew I was gone.

“Shit. Reese,” I panted. “I’m gonna— come.”

I started to pull out, only to be stopped by a hand grabbing at my wrist.

She looked back at me over her shoulder with cheeks flushed a deep pink, and eyes hazy with pleasure. Locking eyes with me, she slammed herself back on my dick.

“Come inside me.”

“But—” A strangled groan fell from my lips as my control finally snapped. I frantically drove myself into her, and within seconds I was pushed over the edge. My hold on her hips tightened as the first waves of my orgasm spread through my body.

“Fuckkk…” I cried out as I came, slapping my palm onto the wall as my knees buckled beneath me.

I pushed myself all the way inside her, feeling a sudden burst of warmth as my come filled her up. For a moment I stayed like that, chest heaving and hands trembling as I caught my breath.

Then I slipped out of her and dropped to the floor, trailing soft kisses down her thighs as I kneeled.

“Turn around,” I murmured against her skin. “I want to taste you.”

“But you just—”

“Do it.”

She quickly flipped around, leaning heavily against the wall to support her shaky legs.

I wrapped my arms around her legs, pulling my face flush with her crotch. I laid my tongue flat against her pussy, and prodded the tip between her folds, lightly brushing against her clit. With a shuddering gasp, she dragged her nails across my scalp and tangled her hand in my hair.

As her arousal became more intense, so did the rolling of her hips as she forced my face harder between her legs.

I lapped at her swollen clit a few times, then sucked her in with a deep moan. Her thighs shook so much I was sure she wouldn’t stay standing for much longer.

“Theo… Oh, my God…”

Reading the cues from her body, I slid my finger inside her just in time to feel her clench tightly and throb around me as she came, her clit still in my mouth. I held on, watching her whimper and arch against the wall as she spilled a fresh pool of juices right into my mouth. The wetness slid down my chin, as I lapped at her pulsing clit until her movements eventually slowed.

She cradled my cheek, and I leaned into her touch, gazing up at her with a smile.