My eyes immediately snap open to obey him. His eyes are burning blue flames as he tells me, “This pussy is mine. You’re mine. From now on. You understand me?”
I don’t know if it’s the way he claims me with his words or the way he hits that spot deep inside harder, but suddenly I feel every muscle in my body spasm. My sex pulses violently around him, and those tremors spread out from there to cause my legs to shake uncontrollably too.
“Goddamn, Ava. Falling open all around me, coming on my dick,” his breathing becomes harsh. “I’m there too, baby. Oh fuck,” he throws his head back as he continues to hammer into my body that’s gone completely lax in his arms, the squelching sounds of my wetness echoing in the room all around us. “Here I come,” he announces his own orgasm before he climaxes with a shout and a curse. I feel his seed jetting deep into me in hot splashes. He’s like a geyser, releasing spurt after spurt into me until I can feel myself overflowing, his release trickling out of me to drip down over him and onto the floor.
Still seated deep within me, he carries me over to the bed and lays us down on it facing each other.
He kisses my forehead, my cheeks, my jaw, all while petting me all over, stroking my hair.
He’s still hard within me, but he makes no move to take me again. Instead, he just gathers me close to his chest and wraps me up in him, holding me like I’m the most precious thing in his world.
I close my eyes and allow myself to take comfort in him for now, memorizing the feel of him inside him, the sensation of his strong arms around me, the way I’m completely wrapped up in him.
Because I know now that I have to escape here. This feels too good. He feels too good, and I can’t fight him anymore. Not after this.
If I don’t leave, he’ll destroy me. I’ll come to crave him until I can’t breathe.
He’ll devour my soul.