27. Brogan #3
Deciding on that course of action, I reached down and slipped my arms up and under her thighs, then lifted her off the floor. She wrapped them around me, and the feel of her wet heat already searing the tip of my cock was gasoline on the fire.
I wrapped one hand around her throat before I thrust up into her, burying my cock fully inside of her. Her cry was quickly swallowed by my mouth as it moved even hungrier against hers. I stayed still for several seconds as I bit at her tongue until I tasted the copper on my tongue.
I want her to bleed. I want her to scream. I want her to break.
And all for no other reason than this clawing need to shuffle our shattered pieces.
My hand on her throat tightened as I pulled out slowly, then slammed back inside her. Enslee’s body made contact with the tile, causing her to cry out. This was what she’d asked for, so this would be what she got.
Tearing my mouth from hers, I pulled out, then slammed forward again.
She bit her own lip to stifle her cry, but I heard it, nonetheless.
And more importantly, I saw a droplet or two of blood bloom where she’d just bitten down.
Leaning in, I swiped at it with my tongue, relishing the way it sat heavy upon it.
I lapped at the spot again before drawing the swollen corner of her mouth between my teeth.
“Yes, Brogan,” she cried out.
Maybe it’d been the combination of her breathy plea or the taste of her blood on my tongue, or even possibly her pussy tightening down around my cock, but a feral need possessed me. Tightening my hand even more, I started to slam into her, this time without stopping.
Our bodies slapped against one another as I fucked her hard and fast into the wall.
Her body felt so perfect against mine, and her pussy was the best I’d ever had.
So fucking hot and tight. It was the kind that could make a man drop to his knees and beg for just a taste.
And with no condom between us, it felt even more like Heaven although her tight sheath burned like Hell.
And it hit me in that moment. I wasn’t wearing a condom.
It hadn’t bothered her because she was currently squeezing me even tighter as her pussy pleaded with me to fill it with my cum.
I couldn’t because she was obviously not on any sort of birth control.
I’d made enough of a clusterfuck of my life, so the last thing I needed to do was knock her up.
Enslee was so close, though. I needed to at least get her off.
Tearing my hand away from her neck, I gathered her hands above her head, then held them up with one hand while dropping my other between our bodies.
The moment I pressed down on her clit, her bruised lips parted and the sexiest sound escaped from between them.
It was part whimper, moan, and something altogether foreign to my ears.
“Come for me, Enslee,” I demanded, all while hoping she did so quickly so I wouldn’t fuck things up more by coming inside of her.
“Brogan,” she cried as her entire body shook. I fucked her through the first orgasm, then another before I pulled out of her. Needing to fill her with my cum one way or another, I moved back enough to push Enslee to her knees. As soon as she was on them, I thrust my cock between her lips.
Throwing my head back, I let go. Groans escaped as I fucked her sweet mouth and made her swallow me down. “So fucking good, Enslee. You’re such a good little slut for me.”
Her gaze rose to mine, and while I expected to see some righteous indignation or even anger, there was adoration instead. And in case I thought I might’ve misread it, I watched her mouth widen as she smiled around me.
The sight of Enslee on her knees, smiling around my cock I’d stuffed down her throat, made me hard all over again.
This time, I started to fuck her mouth. One night, I’d fuck her ass, but for now, I’d make do with her sucking every last drop of cum from my balls.
She brought her hands up to them as if she knew what I wanted, then she laved my shaft the way that Declan and I had trained her to do.
“Fuuuuuck,” I groaned out as another orgasm barreled toward me.
“Swallow,” I barked out as I allowed it to pull me under, and she did just that as her throat and teeth drew everything from me again.
When finished, I staggered backward until my ass hit the glass shower wall.
“You’re so goddamned beautiful, Enslee. While I’d love to keep you on your knees all night, we should finish up and get out of here. ”
She brokered no argument, and once we showered and had dried off, I carried her into the bedroom.
Enslee was fighting sleep, but I was still wired.
Grabbing a few condoms, I dropped them beside us on the bed.
Afterward, I fucked her several more times until exhaustion set in.
My sleep wouldn’t be restful, but it’d be more than I’d thought I’d get tonight.
Pulling her tighter against my body, I buried my head in her hair and drifted off to sleep.