‘Please, Liam,’ she whines in that voice I just can’t resist.
Relenting, I pin one of her thighs up and nudge at her with the head of my cock, teasing her wetness until she lets out an angry whimper.
‘Liam, so help me god put your goddamned cock in me.’
I do.
Just.
Just the tip. She moans as my cock splits her heat, but the moan turns to a growl when I stop, only giving her an inch.
‘Liam,’ she demands, and I take her mouth with mine, swallowing her protests as I rock my hips, givingher the same maddening inch again and again. Her kisses turn needy, her tongue seeking what I deprive her cunt of.
I adore having her so wound up.
The noise from next door increases, but I care little about competing. I’m lost in the exquisiteness of my woman. Her tits heave against my chest as she writhes against the wall, and I pull out to the very tip, holding there as she rages.
Looking down, I moan, seeing how wet she has my dick. It gleams from the pierced tip to the base of the head, her swollen lips still flaring around me.
She opens her mouth in a breathy gasp as I fill her in one harsh stroke, her ass smacking against the wall.
‘Your fucking cock is the best,’ she whimpers as I hold her pinned to the hilt. The compliment does exactly as intended, stroking my ego and turning me feral. Letting go of her hands, I pick her up and fuck her into the wall like I’m trying to put us through the thing.
Kat tangles her hands in my hair, tugging it fiercely as I bite her throat.
We’re lost in sweaty flesh, my moans and her cries filling the flat along with the increased noise from next door.
Digging my fingers into her ass, I fuck her with abandon, filling her again and again until she’s panting and begging against the wall.
‘I love you,’ I moan against her temple as thepressure builds in my core. But I need her to come with me, and I can’t touch her without dropping her. So I lower her to the floor and twist her, trapping her between me and the wall, her face pressed against the worn paint.
Sliding a hand between the wall and her stomach, I find the spot I’m looking for and circle it while sliding back into her.
Within a few strokes, her cunt starts to quiver, and her cries increase.
‘Oh god, Liam,’ she cries, her body giving way to sensation and gripping me tight.
‘Fuck.’Thrust. ‘Kat.’Thrust. ‘Take.’Thrust. ‘Every.’Thrust. ‘Fucking.’Thrust. ‘Drop.’
Her body wrings the orgasm from me as I groan into her hair, unloading a seemingly endless stream of cum deep inside her.
The neighbours are quiet by the time I come back to myself.
‘Victory,’ Kat says.
Her voice is hoarse and sweet and so very tired-sounding.
I stand there with my girl against the wall of my terrible flat, and for the first time in as long as I can remember, I’m truly content.
THIRTY-TWO
KAT
Liamand I go back to my flat two days after fleeing to his place. Two days of slow, glorious living together. Of holing up with Reggie the cat and breathing easy.
There are a few more things I need if I’m going to stay there all week. My uni notes and laptop. My shampoo and conditioner, because his are shocking, and clean underpants.
Not that I’ve spent a great deal of time there with clothes on…
