Her fingers tangle in my hair and pull hard in a way that’s just as punishing. That sends a sting across my scalp.
My hips pull back and then slam into her, enveloping myself in a silky warmth I’ve craved for weeks now.
Her body takes it, gyrating with mine. She rolls her hips forward to meet my thrusts and drags her nails far and wide across my chest, shoulders, and back. Red marks that will serveas souvenirs of this explosive, unpredictable moment between us.
But I welcome every scratch and rake. I’m chasing the high, the pressure inside my balls growing the more I bury myself inside her pussy.
Monroe cries for me to fuck her, begging me to go harder and faster and make her come. I grit my teeth and squash her against the wall, my hips like a machine as I drill into her and she hangs on for dear life.
When it starts to become too much and our climaxes creep closer, we distract ourselves with more heavy kisses. More of my lips crushed to hers and her tongue lashing against mine.
I drive deeper, hitching her thighs higher, pinning her legs wide open, and pumping my hard cock into her until she’s taken every last inch.
Her whole body seizes around me, walls clenching so tight I feel it in my teeth.
“Yes, that’s right, Tokki-ya,” I growl against her ear, my hips crashing into her without mercy. My cock snug inside her fluttering hot pussy. “That’s the spot. I know your body. I know how to fuck you ’til you’re coming all over my cock.”
“I’m… I’m not… fuck!” she whimpers, eyes screwing shut. Her features go lax as pleasure begins to take root and she starts to give in.
It serves as even more motivation. I don’t let up, claiming her mouth with a passionate kiss and dominating her pussy with every hard, brutal thrust.
“Let me hear you,” I rasp. “Let me feel you fall apart. Give me that much.”
She taps out with a cry that seems to echo in the empty, dusty building. Her orgasm tears through her even stronger than the first one—her whole body convulsing in my arms, her nails puncturing my shoulders deep enough to bleed as her scream rings out.
The feel of her pleasure is enough to push me toward mine. It drags my own release up from the base of my spine, and the pressure in my balls becomes unbearable.
I fuck her through it anyway, panting as my strokes turn erratic and frenzied. Then I’m driving myself to the hilt and letting go.
My release crashes through me in long, shuddering waves, wrenched out from the deep recesses where I’ve buried my feelings for her.
My cock pulses as I spill myself inside her and groan against her throat. It’s several more seconds until I’ve stopped coming, hips shuddering and jerking.
It feels like an eternity passes where there’s nothing but breathing. Nothing but the thick dark of the abandoned building and the slow, sobering realization we’ve lost control and made a mistake.
If there was any hope for a different outcome, it’s squashed the instant Monroe drops her legs from my waist and unsteadily starts picking her clothes off the floor.
I reach out to grab her, but she pulls away, turning her face from mine, though not quick enough.
Her eyes are shining. They’re wet with tears.
“That was a mistake,” she repeats like earlier. “This was a huge mistake.”
21.Monroe
We stepout of the abandoned building and onto the empty street, doing our best to look as inconspicuous as possible. The sun has set and night has fallen in the last half hour since we lost control of ourselves.
The cool air brushes against my flushed skin in reminder of what we’ve just done. It’s a wakeup call I’m not yet ready to receive.
Neither of us speak. Jin’s dark and steady gaze is focused straight ahead as if he’s already concerned himself with surveilling the street and our surroundings. He walks at a pace slightly faster than mine, staying a step or two ahead.
His posture’s rigid, and his expression unreadable in the flickering streetlamps.
I follow with a couple side glances left and right and my hand passing over my once styled curls. My legs quake, and my mind still reels from how sudden and intense things got between us. It’s left my pulse racing in a way it hasn’t in weeks.
It reallyisa reminder that Jin and I have a hunger for each other that’s almost unreal. It’s so obviously addictive I quickly lose my wits aboutme.
What the hell was I thinking?
