Page 88 of Grand Slam


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“These fucking tits,” he muttered, pressing them together as he rose back up. He stared at them for a moment before lookingat me. “You ruined everything for me,” he whispered, pulling me away from the wall.

I nodded. “I know.”

His eyes flared, and his jaw tightened as I lined his cock up with my entrance.

“Damn you, angel. Damn you for making me laugh. Damn you for making me smile. Damn you for making me crave you,” he snapped as my back hit the wall again, my legs tightening around him. I whimpered, snaking my hand around in his slacks to palm his ass.

“Fuck me. Please,” I begged, my pussy dripping for him.

“I’m dragging you and your sweet pussy back down to hell with me,” he growled, snapping his hips up to my core.

He entered me, and my soulsighed.

My mouth let out a scream of pleasure I never thought I would make, my arms tightening around the back of his neck as my hand cradled his head against my chest—next to my heart.

“Fuck,”he growled into my skin, his hands digging into the flesh of my ass.

He was so big. So thick. So right. My body began to shake as I struggled to accommodate him. Bliss, pure, raw bliss rained down on me as my heart burned for him. Only him. Always him.

This dark man, this ruthless, cold man, was the only person my body wanted.

A man made of ice igniting me up in flames, burning bright in the night. My light clashed against his darkness, blending together as our bodies have.

“Col,” I gasped.

“Karina,” he breathed as he pulled out and pushed into me to the hilt, the force shoving me up the wall. I clenched around him, unable to help it, crying out again.

“You are my undoing,” he whispered as he began to fuck me slowly. I savored every inch of him, whimpering and pressingmy lips against his forehead. My tenderness contrasted with his rough thrusts, and he pulled away from my chest to watch his cock claim me, his blue eyes blazing with heat, his jaw still clenched.

“Look at that little pussy, baby. Taking my cock so well,” he whispered, his voice void of any previous coldness. It was warm, passionate, gruff.

My head fell back against the wall, his dirty words wrapping around me, making my core quiver. He pulled out and slammed into me again with a grunt.

“Mm, she’s a hungry girl, isn’t she?”Jesus.

“Collin,” I rasped as he began to fuck me faster, keeping a steady, punishing pace.

He fisted my hair, forcing me to look at him. “You like my cock inside you, angel?”

“Yes!” I cried.

“You like sinning for your demon?” He smacked my ass, my pussy clenching around him again and again. I nodded, gasping as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. The hand in my hair came down to grip my jaw, forcing me to keep eye contact with him as he impaled me.

I needed more of him.Deeper…“Harder,” I begged.

He chuckled. “I’ll break you, Karina.”

“Shatter me, then,” I moaned.

The cord snapped.

His nostrils flared, and suddenly, I was on the bed, empty as he stood above me, his chest heaving as he stroked his length. I took a second to appreciate it, marveling at the angry, dark red head and the drop of release leaking out of it.

Needing to come, I began to rub my clit, unashamed as I continued to stare at his cock. He growled, moving his hand faster.

“Show me, Karina. Show your demon how you fucked that pretty, pink pussy when you thought of him,” he rasped.

He was sodirty.