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Searing, white-hot pain and pleasure
had her crying out.
    “Fuck
yeah, baby.” He said those words over and over, his eyes closed now, his jaw
locked tight. Her inner muscles clenched around him of their own accord,
causing deep, whisper-like moans and curses to come from him. That intense
stretching soon faded as the pleasure took its place. She smoothed her hands
down his back, feeling his muscles clench and tense beneath her fingertips.
    He
had his eyes open again, had his forearms straight right beside her temples,
and looked down at where he was buried inside of her. His face was a mask of
dark eroticism. Never taking his eyes off of her pussy, he started moving in
and out of her, slow at first but gradually picking up speed. The sounds that
came from him were animal-like, but then again she was not exactly being quiet
either.
    The
pleasure turned to something darker, more carnal, and before she knew it she
lifted her hips to meet his thrusts, needing him as deep as he could go,
wanting her pussy filled all the way. The ecstasy stole her breath, had her
lips parted, and trying to get air into her lungs seemed almost impossible.
      Perspiration covered his face and chest. Lyric
let her gaze travel down to his lower stomach, and felt her arousal grow
tenfold at the way the muscles of his abdomen contracted in stark clarity, his
six-pack so pronounced she knew she could have gotten off on that sight alone.
    “Lyric,”
he said her name on a groan, and when he tilted his head back the tendons of
his neck stood out, the strain in his body clear. “You feel so fucking good.
You’re so tight and wet.” He slammed into her hard, and her eyes rolled back as
ecstasy claimed her.
    “Landon,”
she managed to gasp out his name, crying it out like a wounded animal.
    “Say
my name again,” he grunted out.
    “Landon,
God, Landon.”
    He
hummed in approval, and she felt the sting of pain as he grabbed her hair,
pulling her head to the side and latching his mouth onto her throat he ran his
teeth along her neck, being rough, forceful.
    She
loved every minute of it.
    Over
and over he worked his cock into her, hitting a sensitive spot inside of her
repeatedly, having this heat move through her. And then he slammed into her so
hard she moved up an inch on the bed. The climax that claimed her was swift,
body numbing.
    “Yeah,
Lyric.” He kept fucking her. “That’s it, baby. Come all over my dick.” He
breathed harder, so hard that was all she could hear, even over the sounds of
his cock slapping against her cunt. She closed her eyes as the pleasure was
just too much, too intense.
    “No,
look at me, baby. I want to see your eyes as you get off.”
    Forcing
her eyes open, Lyric looked into his face, saw it morph into something almost
violent in nature.
    God, he’s getting off.
    His
orgasm started to change his expression, had his face becoming like steel, his
jaw clenching tighter. He started thrusting into her even harder. Once, twice,
and on the third pump he bottomed out inside of her, the root of his dick
hitting her clit. The pleasure that contorted his face was a visual orgasm all
on its own.
    He
didn’t look away from her while he came, and all she could do was ride this out
as he got off. Her inner muscles still contracted from her previous orgasm, and
although she wasn’t getting off right along with him, having him deep inside of
her felt so good. When he finally stopped thrusting like a madman, he relaxed
and breathed out.
    He
hung his head between his shoulders, his arms shaking as if it were taking his
strength just to hold himself up over her. All Lyric could do was watch, stare
in awe at the fact she’d just had sex with Landon, that she’d been the one to
cause this reaction, this exhaustion in him. After several more seconds of just
holding himself up, he rolled off of her and lay down beside her, breathing
hard.
    She
turned onto her side, not sure what to say, or if she should say anything at
all.   She