“Shit, when I slide myself deep in your warm, wet cunt, it’s like a thousand lightbulbs go off in my brain. Those big, plump lips of yours part, you make that little O-face, and I just know how much you love me pumping myself hard and deep inside you.”
I moaned, sucked him faster. He gripped my hair and held it hard in his fist.
“I know as soon as I taste that delicious cunt that I’m going to fill you up. I know that as soon as I fill you up, I’m going to come between your gorgeous legs. And every second that I’m inside you is better than the second before it. Every second is bliss, my little birdie, and I can’t help but want more. I fucking need more, I ache for more, every ounce of my blood beats and burns for more. I don’t know what it is about you, but goddamn, your skin and your wet, warm pussy, it makes me bleed pleasure and want. It makes me need to take more. It makes me want to bend you over, break you just a little bit, then bring you back from the brink and make you scream my name.”
I pulled back and moaned, losing myself completely. I stood, shimmied out of my pants, peeled off my panties, then straddled him, heedless of the fresh wound on his leg. He gripped my ass hard and spread me wide as I slowly slid down his shaft and out let a deep, low moan.
He kissed me and I rode him.
I felt sweat trickle down my spine as the world disappeared. There was only him, his hands on my ass, his cock between my legs. I felt taken, filled, dominated, everything I wanted. Even injured, even partially broken, he was a man, the kind of man that could get what he wanted no matter the cost, no matter the obstacles, the kind of man I knew would protect me.
I rode faster, panting, whispering his name.
“That’s right, girl,” he said. “Take it all. Take every fucking inch between those pretty thighs.”
I moaned in his ear and road faster, losing my mind. Dimly, in some part of my brain, I knew I was being stupid. I knew I could be careful. But he spanked my ass and pulled my hair, and I just kept going.
I groaned and ground down on his thick, hard cock, could almost feel the pulse of him between my legs, and I knew I was close. I couldn’t take much more, couldn’t last another second longer. I gasped, back arched, pleasure peaking. He bit my lip and held my hair hard as I shuddered, shook, moaned.
I came hard along his shaft and felt the explosive pleasure blank out my mind. There was only the glow of him between my legs, his hands on my ass, his body warm beneath mine. When I managed to come back down, he kept fucking me, and I felt his growl of delight, and felt him fill me with his cum.
I gasped, slowed, fell to the side. He grinned at me, cock pulsing. I could still feel him inside of me.
“Oh, shit,” I said. “Your leg.”
He looked down and poked at the bandage. “It’s fine,” he said.
“Are you sure?”
“No blood. I think it’s fine.”
“Check the other one.”
He rolled his leg and looked at the exit wound. “That’s fine too.”
I sighed with relief and fell back onto the couch. I smiled, pressed my knees together, and crossed my hands over my stomach.
“Shit, that was dumb,” I said and laughed.
He laughed too, like it was contagious, and soon we were cracking up for no reason I could understand. It didn’t matter, I don’t think we needed a reason. We were alive, we were fucking, we felt good with each other, with him inside of me, him outside of me, him taking me and kissing me and making me all his.
I felt like I’d just been missed by a train. Like I’d just gotten a second chance.
And it was intoxicating.
“Come here,” he said.
I got up and snuggled against his chest. He held me, kissed my hair, and kept me there for I don’t know how long.
It didn’t matter. I had nowhere else to be and nothing I wanted more.23RobinI pulled the car over across the street from a shady park. Kids played on swing sets. The concrete reflected bright sunlight. I climbed out, walked around, and helped Leo onto his feet. I handed him the cane with black and red flames down its length which he leaned on and limped along.
“I don’t see her,” I said.
“I’m sure she’ll come. She called you.”
“I know. I just… I’m nervous.”
“Don’t be.” He flashed me a smile, but I could see the pain in his eyes. It’d only been a few days since he got shot. Dr. Chen stopped by with his X-ray machine and didn’t find any bullet fragments, which was lucky. He insisted that Leo stay off his feet, but that wasn’t going to happen.