33. Aj #3
My fingers slowly push deeper, forcing her to take more.
I swallow each of her moans as her body shakes beneath me, accepting everything I give her.
Dragging my tongue along hers, I pull my fingers out, sliding them up to her clit, then push in with my whole hand, knuckles deep, her scream muffled by my deeper kiss.
“You feel so fucking good, solnyshko.”
Cock throbbing, I curl my hand inside her, hitting a spot that makes her eyes roll back. She cries out, her pussy clenching hard around me. I keep going, twisting and thrusting, watching her lose herself completely.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come!”
My other hand grabs her throat, and I pull her lips back to mine.
Her whole body tightens, then shatters, screaming my name as her orgasm crashes through her.
Her pussy pulses and squeezes around my fist like it never wants to let go.
I don’t stop—I keep my hand buried deep inside her, relishing every twitch and reaction.
It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.
When she finally goes limp beneath me, I slow my movements and gently pull my hand out. Her cum coats my skin, dripping down my wrist. As her chest heaves, eyes half-lidded and dazed, for the first time in my life, I don’t pull away.
Resting my forehead against hers, my fingers stroke her thigh, feeling her body slowly calm beneath mine.
She shifts slightly, voice breathy and wrecked. “That was… Jesus, Wolff. I think you broke me.”
“I’m not done with you yet.”
Her eyes flutter open. I reach for the hem of my shirt, pulling it up her body and over her head, tossing it aside. Her hair falls forward, wild and messy, framing her small, perfect tits.
She looks like a fucking angel.
And goddamn, I want to ruin her.
Dragging my shirt over my head, I remove my pants, and my cock springs free. I grab her by the waist, flipping her onto her stomach, then pull her hips up, positioning her on all fours.
She moans, her ass high in the air, her back arched beautifully. “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to fuck your ass while I shove my fist back in your cunt.”
“Fuck,” she whimpers, bracing herself.
I spread her wide, leaning down to run my tongue along her wetness. She gasps, her whole body shuddering as I spit on her asshole.
“You’re going to take me so fucking well.”
I push my tongue in, forcing her open, licking and sucking while she writhes beneath me. Her moans grow louder, her body already desperate for more. I pull back, spitting on my fingers and sliding two into her ass, stretching her. She cries out, her body rocking against my hand.
“You’re so fucking tight, AJ.”
Slicking my cock with her cum, I press the head against her asshole. Slowly pushing in, her tightness clenches around me, trying to resist.
“Relax for me, solnyshko. Let me in.”
She breathes deeply, and I sink deeper, inch by inch. I reach in front, sliding my hand over her mound and push my fingers inside her stretched cunt.
“Oh my fuck.” Her voice shakes.
I start moving, my hips thrusting into her ass while I work my fist inside her pussy again, slow and steady at first.
“Fuck, Wolff, I can’t— Oh god—”
“You can,” I grunt, my fist pumping deeper. “Christ, AJ. My cock can feel my hand moving inside you.” I fuck her harder, the sensation of her thin barrier between my cock and hand, stretching and pulsing, driving me fucking insane.
“Tell me how it feels.”
“I’m so full… Fuck…” she tries to say through gasps and moans.
Every thrust, I slide my cock almost fully out of her ass before slamming back in, my fist matching the rhythm. Her holes suck me deeper with every stroke.
“You’re taking both so well,” I grunt, my pleasure climbing fast.
She comes again, screaming into the mattress, her entire body convulsing as I fuck her through it. Her pussy clenches violently around my fist, her ass tightening around my cock. I thrust harder, faster, chasing my own release until it rips through me.
I bury myself deep in her ass and come with a deep groan, flooding her with thick, hot spurts. Keeping my fist buried inside her cunt through every pulse, I feel my cock throb against my hand through the thin wall separating her holes.
Fucking hell. She’s absolutely perfect.
When I finally pull out, I watch my cum leak from her gaping asshole, dripping down her thighs. The sight makes me want to fuck her all over again.
I collapse over her back, breathing ragged, forehead pressed between her shoulder blades. Her small body lies limp beneath me. I shift my weight so I don’t crush her, one hand brushing damp strands of hair away from her face before I can stop myself.
“You’re beautiful like this.”
She turns her head slightly, pressing her cheek into my palm without hesitation, like my touch is something safe to lean into.
My chest tightens immediately.
“I could stay like this forever,” she whispers sleepily.
Forever.
The word hits me like a fucking gunshot.
Forever doesn’t exist for people like me. People like me ruin things. Destroy them. Bury them.
My hand stills against her face while something cold settles back into place inside my chest. And suddenly, all I can think about is how this ends.
Swallowing past a lump in my throat, I bury my face briefly against the back of her neck, breathing her in one last time. She melts softer beneath me, completely unaware of my inner turmoil.