Page 91 of Doomed

Her hips buck against mine, meeting each thrust with equal force. She’s clawing at me now, her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling hard enough to hurt.

“Come on my dick,” I command, voice rough. “Right here in this fucking hallway where anyone could see. Make a pretty mess of my cock.”

She throws her head back, eyes rolling. “I can’t?—”

“You can. You will.” I shift my angle, hitting that spot inside her that makes her shatter. “Now, Bianca.”

Her entire body shakes, back arching as she comes undone. Wetness gushes between us, soaking my jeans and splashing onto the hallway carpet below. She’s squirting all over me, her release so intense she can barely breathe.

“Fuck,” I groan, watching her face contort in pleasure. “That’s my good girl. Making such a mess for me.”

She collapses against me, trembling, but I’m not done. I hoist her up, her legs wrapping around my waist. I keep myself buried deep inside her as I kick open her apartment door and carry her through.

“Still so tight around me,” I murmur. “So perfect, which is your room?” I demand.

“First door on the right,” she breathes.

I lay her down on her bed, buried inside her, but my movements are slower now. I brush her hair from her face, studying those wide eyes staring up at me.

I pull back just enough to look at her—flushed cheeks, swollen lips, eyes glazed with pleasure. Mine. All fucking mine.

“You think we’re done?” I thrust deep, making her gasp. “Not even close, baby. I’ve got a year to ruin you for anyone else.”

Her pussy clenches around me at those words. I grin, grinding my hips in slow circles that make her whimper.

“That’s right. By the time I’m done, you’ll be thinking about my cock when you’re painting. When you’re sleeping. When you’re fucking showering.”

I withdraw almost completely before slamming back into her, the headboard banging against the wall.

“Knox,” she moans, fingers digging into my shoulders.

“Say it again.” I grab her wrists, pinning them above her head with one hand. “Say my name while I fuck this pretty cunt.”

She arches beneath me, offering her breasts. I take one nipple between my teeth, biting just hard enough to make her cry out.

“You’re so fucking beautiful when you’re taking my cock,” I growl against her skin. “Could stay buried in this pussy forever.”

My free hand slides between us, finding her clit. She’s soaking wet from her earlier release, making everything slick and perfect.

“Look at me,” I command, slowing to deep, powerful thrusts. “I want to see your eyes when you come on my dick again.”

Her gaze locks with mine.

“Good girl,” I murmur, keeping my eyes on hers as I rock into her. “Take everything I give you.”

I keep my eyes locked on hers, watching every expression that flickers across her face. Pleasure, vulnerability, need—they’re all there, all for me.

“That’s it,” I growl, grinding against her clit with each thrust. “You’re close again. I can feel it.”

Her walls flutter around me, her breathing shallow and quick. Those fucking gorgeous eyes start to roll back, but I grab her chin.

“No. Watch me claim you.”

She focuses on me again, her lips parted in a silent plea. I increase my pace, slamming into her with enough force to make the headboard crack against the wall.

“Tell me who owns this pussy.”

“You do,” she gasps. “Fuck, Knox—you do.”