Page 71 of Angelic Vengeance

Zach untangled my hands from his body and pined them far above my head. The muscles in his shoulders and biceps flexed as his arms straightened over me. My lips parted at the sight. His body and presence were so huge, he felt larger than life in that moment. So dominant and assertive, arousal pooled between my legs and around his cock, dripping down to the sheets.

“Fuck,hermosa, you’re so fucking wet.”

Without taking his eyes off me, he pulled out slowly, until only the head of his cock was still inside me. In one smooth move, he intertwined our fingers, pushing my hands into the mattress, and slammed into me.

My back arched as a loud moan escaped me. His hips rolled into me with another merciless thrust and my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

He fucked me like I asked. Hard. Fast. And rough.

And I was loving every second of it.

Zach did strange things to my heart when he was gentle and sweet to me only, but there wassomethingabout seeing him like this. Something that was dark and twisted, and only existed in the furthest corners of my fantasies.

“Zach… Yeah,right there…”My moans had turned into whimpers, and my lips remained parted as more unholy sounds escaped me.

“You like that? Hmm?” His eyes were still locked on mine and neither dared to look away. I bit my lip and nodded, unable to speak.

But then my thighs tensed around his body as my orgasm got closer and closer, and my eyes fluttered lazily.My gaze lowered to his lips, chest, abs, and then finally to where he disappeared inside me.

My whole body buzzed with arousal at the sight of his lower abs clapping against me. I bit my lip, about to come, when Zach grabbed my face in his hand and forced my eyes back to his.

“Eyes on me when I fuck you.”

He crashed his mouth against mine as my orgasm ripped through me. Unimaginable pleasure rolled through me in waves over and over again, and I cried out into his mouth.

He never slowed down. He continued to kiss me just as deep and kept fucking me just as hard, riding out my orgasm for what felt like forever. I whimpered against his lips when I couldn’t take it anymore, but he ignored me. His hand went in my hair, tugging my head back so he could kiss me more.

Finally, after my thighs began to shake and my body twitched underneath the weight of his, he pulled out without breaking the kiss, spilling his cum all over my stomach and tits.

I slumped down to the mattress and dropped my legs from his body in exhaustion. Zach freed my hands from above my head but didn’t allow the kiss to break. His big arms pushed between my body and the mattress to wrap around me, and I brought my hands to his hard chest, attempting to push him away so I could breathe.

He groaned in disapproval and kissed me even deeper; his lips pushing mine apart, his tongue sliding against mine. I brushed my fingers through his hair, my acrylics scratching the nape of his neck. Twisting my face to the side, I slipped away from the kiss.

My chest rose and fell, and he breathed deeply into my neck as we both tried to calm down from our highs.

After several moments, he pushed off me and straightened between my legs, admiring how he’d painted my body with his cum. My own gaze dropped to my breasts and stomach, and I couldn’t stop from bringing my hand up to touch it, slightly spreading it with one manicured finger.

A deep groan of satisfaction rumbled in his chest and I felt my pulse between my legs. When my eyes lowered even more, they landed on his v-line – and the light smear of blood on his cock. I bit my lip, suddenly feeling vulnerable and exposed, despite the post-pleasure of the orgasm still sizzling under my skin.

Zach’s rough hand stroked my thigh. “Wait here.”

When he disappeared into the bathroom, I laid back down on the silky pillows, closing my eyes for just a second. I needed to regroup for a moment.

I didn’t notice Zach was back until something wet and hot pressed against my sore opening.

I jumped, startled by the sensation, but relaxed when I saw his hand pressing a warm cloth between my legs.

Zach straddled me, softly kissing me and caressing my body with his free hand. His deep voice broke through the haze in my mind. “How do you feel?”

I opened my eyes, giving him a sincere and open view into my mind. My face was painted with sexual satisfaction and pure exhaustion.

“You’re good at this,” I confessed.

I suddenly realized it was because of practice and a weird feeling brushed my chest. Of course, I knew he’d been with plenty of girls before, but I’d never actually thought about it until now. What if I hadn’t been as good as others? It had been my first time, but these things had to comenaturally to a person. Zach had made me feel like I was on cloud nine, and I hoped he felt it too.

I’d forgotten to close my thoughts back up, accidentally allowing Zach to see a little too much into my head.

He brought his hand up to my face, holding me sternly. “That first night we kissed… was the best I’d ever had. And I hadn’t even been inside you then.” He leaned in, kissing me passionately. “We’re goodtogether,hermosa.”