"How do you feel?" he asks.
I can barely form words. "I'm so… I'm so fucking satisfied. But I'm sorry. For the… I never expected—"
"I loved it," he says, cutting me off. "Shows I'm doing a good job."
Then he takes off my panties and extends his hand.
I grab it and he pulls me up to him, and then he's scooping me up like I weigh nothing, one arm under my knees and the other around my back, and oh fuck, he knows exactly what I was thinking about earlier, he knows I wanted to know if he could lift me.
He carries me to the nearest wall and pins me there.
One hand holds me up effortlessly while the other goes to his pants, unbuttoning them, pushing them down, and I can seeit now: his cock, thick and hard and so much bigger than I expected, and my pussy clenches just looking at it.
"Cole," I breathe.
He looks at me, his eyes widen. "Tell me you want this."
"I want this. I want you."
"Good," he says. "Because I'm not stopping until you scream my name."
Chapter 9 - Rampage
This is happening.
This is fucking happening.
I'm about to be inside Chloe.
She's naked in my arms, pressed against the wall of my apartment, and she looks like a goddamn bombshell. Her breasts are full and perfect, jiggling slightly with each breath she takes. Her ass, soft and round and absolutely perfect, is pressed against the wall behind her.
I want her.
All of her.
And I'm not stopping until she collapses, until she can't endure a single second more.
I flex my knees slightly, adjusting my grip on her, and guide my cock to her entrance. She's so wet I can feel it coating the head before I even push inside, and when I do, when I start to enter her, she gasps and bites her lower lip and the sight of it nearly undoes me right there.
I press deeper.
Inch by inch, I fill her, and she's so tight around me that I have to force myself to go slow, to give her time to adjust. Her arms wrap around my neck and she leans in close, her mouth right next to my ear.
"You feel so good," she whispers.
Fuck.
I keep a slow, steady pace at first. Long, deep strokes that fill her completely before pulling almost all the way out and pushing back in. Making sure she adjusts to my size, making sure thisis good for her, but I never stop. Never falter. Never give her a moment to think about anything except what I'm doing to her.
And then I feel her start to move with me. Her hips rolling to meet my thrusts, her body accepting me completely, and that's when I know she's ready for more.
I increase the pace.
Harder. Faster. Pounding into her mercilessly, my thighs slamming against her ass with all the force I can generate while still holding her up. The wall behind her shakes with each impact and she's moaning now, loud and unrestrained, and my eyes are locked on her breasts, watching them bounce with every thrust.
"Harder," she gasps.
I ram inside her.
