suck on her neck, as I continue to fuck her in long hard thrusts.
Every thrust brings me closer to the edge, and I know I’m not going to fucking last long. She doesn’t even seem to fucking mind because she’s already half way gone. Running my hand up her chest, I squeeze her tits, and keep moving my hand until I cup her face and pull her mouth to mine. I claim her mouth, like she’s the only fucking thing that’s keeping me breathing. I fuck her like it’s the first and last time, all at once.
“Fuck Raef,” she moans. Her fingers dig into my lower back, and she’s thrusting onto me, just as hard as I’m thrusting into her. “I’m going to come,” she whimpers, and that gets me right where she is.
“Fuck baby,” I grunt out. I feel her tighten around me, and I can’t help but come with her.
“Raef,” she moans, as her pussy clamps onto me, and milks my cock. Slowly thrusting into her, we both ride out our orgasms, and I rest my forehead against her chest.
Kissing her chest, I kick off my jeans, and I pick her up. Walking her into the bedroom, I lay her on the bed. Slowly pulling out of her, I groan, and she digs her fingers into my ass. Collapsing on the bed next to her, I keep off the back of my head, and wrap my arm around her.
“I didn’t expect it to be like that,” she whispers. Smirking, I turn my head to face her, and kiss her lips.
“If sex isn’t fucking hot, and doesn’t make your toes curl, then you’re fucking doing it wrong.” She huffs out, and tries to roll away, but I don’t let her. “Don’t worry darlin’, I’ll always make your toes curl.”
“You won’t be around forever,” she frowns, and I can see that I’m starting to mean something to her. Although I don’t like it, I don’t fight it. Right now she needs someone on her side, and I’m the only one besides Butch, and I know he can’t fucking do shit. Hell, I’m pretty sure that after earlier, she doesn’t have Striker on her side either.
“I probably won’t be, but I’m here now.” I run my fingers down her jaw, and pull her to me. “You wanted me, and now I’m giving you what you want.”
Her eyes study me for a few minutes, before she crushes her lips to mine and kisses me deeply. Rolling so I’m on top of her, I sink my hips between her legs, and she wraps them around me. Running my fingers up on of her thighs, I can’t help but think how fucking beautiful she is.
As much as I want to stay around her, I know that I can’t. She doesn’t deserve this lifestyle, and I sure as hell ain’t ready for an ole’ lady and shit, like the rest of those fuckers. Plus, I have a job to do, and there is no fucking way I’m letting a pussy get in the way of getting this shit done. I want to go home, and this sure as hell isn’t anything close to home.
Sliding her up the bed, I follow suit, and kiss my way up her body. Her breathy moans get my dick hard, and ready to go again. Judging by the look on her face, she wants nothing more than to go another round with me, too.
At least I’m staying awake.
Kissing her deeply, I line myself up with her pussy, and slowly sink into her. This time I take her slowly. I worship her body, taking the time to memorize every inch of her perfect fucking skin. If I remember anything from this trip, it will be that this is probably as close to the real thing as I’ll ever fucking have to love– even if I can’t admit it to myself.
Chapter Twelve
Waking up alone in the bed, I think back to last night. Just thinking about his touch makes my body come alive. No one has ever done that to me, and I’m sure that he will be the only one to ever make that happen.
Rolling over, I see the blood on the pillows, and I think back to finding him on the ground. Running my fingers on the pillowcase, I can’t believe that my own father would do something like that. What does he want with me?
A banging on the door startles me, so I grab a tee
Every thrust brings me closer to the edge, and I know I’m not going to fucking last long. She doesn’t even seem to fucking mind because she’s already half way gone. Running my hand up her chest, I squeeze her tits, and keep moving my hand until I cup her face and pull her mouth to mine. I claim her mouth, like she’s the only fucking thing that’s keeping me breathing. I fuck her like it’s the first and last time, all at once.
“Fuck Raef,” she moans. Her fingers dig into my lower back, and she’s thrusting onto me, just as hard as I’m thrusting into her. “I’m going to come,” she whimpers, and that gets me right where she is.
“Fuck baby,” I grunt out. I feel her tighten around me, and I can’t help but come with her.
“Raef,” she moans, as her pussy clamps onto me, and milks my cock. Slowly thrusting into her, we both ride out our orgasms, and I rest my forehead against her chest.
Kissing her chest, I kick off my jeans, and I pick her up. Walking her into the bedroom, I lay her on the bed. Slowly pulling out of her, I groan, and she digs her fingers into my ass. Collapsing on the bed next to her, I keep off the back of my head, and wrap my arm around her.
“I didn’t expect it to be like that,” she whispers. Smirking, I turn my head to face her, and kiss her lips.
“If sex isn’t fucking hot, and doesn’t make your toes curl, then you’re fucking doing it wrong.” She huffs out, and tries to roll away, but I don’t let her. “Don’t worry darlin’, I’ll always make your toes curl.”
“You won’t be around forever,” she frowns, and I can see that I’m starting to mean something to her. Although I don’t like it, I don’t fight it. Right now she needs someone on her side, and I’m the only one besides Butch, and I know he can’t fucking do shit. Hell, I’m pretty sure that after earlier, she doesn’t have Striker on her side either.
“I probably won’t be, but I’m here now.” I run my fingers down her jaw, and pull her to me. “You wanted me, and now I’m giving you what you want.”
Her eyes study me for a few minutes, before she crushes her lips to mine and kisses me deeply. Rolling so I’m on top of her, I sink my hips between her legs, and she wraps them around me. Running my fingers up on of her thighs, I can’t help but think how fucking beautiful she is.
As much as I want to stay around her, I know that I can’t. She doesn’t deserve this lifestyle, and I sure as hell ain’t ready for an ole’ lady and shit, like the rest of those fuckers. Plus, I have a job to do, and there is no fucking way I’m letting a pussy get in the way of getting this shit done. I want to go home, and this sure as hell isn’t anything close to home.
Sliding her up the bed, I follow suit, and kiss my way up her body. Her breathy moans get my dick hard, and ready to go again. Judging by the look on her face, she wants nothing more than to go another round with me, too.
At least I’m staying awake.
Kissing her deeply, I line myself up with her pussy, and slowly sink into her. This time I take her slowly. I worship her body, taking the time to memorize every inch of her perfect fucking skin. If I remember anything from this trip, it will be that this is probably as close to the real thing as I’ll ever fucking have to love– even if I can’t admit it to myself.
Chapter Twelve
Waking up alone in the bed, I think back to last night. Just thinking about his touch makes my body come alive. No one has ever done that to me, and I’m sure that he will be the only one to ever make that happen.
Rolling over, I see the blood on the pillows, and I think back to finding him on the ground. Running my fingers on the pillowcase, I can’t believe that my own father would do something like that. What does he want with me?
A banging on the door startles me, so I grab a tee
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