Page 48 of Joey

“You won’t.”

I wrap a hand around her throat and sink all the way inside. My eyes locked on hers, I watch her face intently as she takes every inch of me until I’m buried balls deep in her pussy. I circle my hips, and her eyes roll back in her head. “You like that?”

“Y-yeah.”

I squeeze her throat a little tighter as I go on thrusting my hips, rubbing my piercing over her G-spot until she whimpers and claws at my back.

“Breathe, Joey,” I remind her, and she sucks in a breath. “You need to get air while you can, baby, because I’m going to squeeze a little tighter soon and you’re not going to be able to breathe. You understand?”

“Yes.”

Fuck, I love how much she trusts me. “I won’t let anything happen to you, but if it gets too much or you get scared, you tap me, okay?”

“Tap out,” she says with a wicked smile.

“Yeah, you tap out.” I seal my mouth over hers, kissing her deeply as I drag my cock in and out of her soaking pussy, and each time I slide back in, I roll my hips and make sure she feels every single inch. And when her pussy walls start to ripple around my cock and her thighs start to tremble, I squeeze the sides of her throat, cutting off her air.

I keep kissing her, stealing what little breath she has left as I slide deep into her pussy. And those few seconds right before she comes, just before her body starts to fight the lack of oxygen, I release my grip and break our kiss, letting her gasp for air as her orgasm rocks through her body.

The way her body shudders, her cunt’s death grip on my cock, and the way her eyelids flutter as she sucks in deep, bone-shaking breaths send me hurtling over the edge with her. I drive into her one last time and spill my cum deep inside her as I grunt and curse in her ear.

“Holy shit, Max, that was intense,” she pants, her hot breath on my skin as I slide out of her.

“I know, baby.”

“Is sex always like this? Because I think I may have been missing out.” She laughs softly, but I don’t find what she said the slightest bit amusing.

I push myself up onto my forearms and glare at her. “What do you think, baby girl? You think if you’d have hooked up with some guy in a bar or let Toby fuck you tonight that it would it have been like this?” Her throat constricts as she swallows, her dark eyes full of defiance. “Or you think it’s like this because it’s with me?”

“I guess I wouldn’t know, seeing as how you’re the only guy I’ve ever been with.”

“And I’m the only one you will ever be with.”

She narrows her eyes. I guess she needs to be reminded who she belongs to. I’m hard again—always fucking hard around her. Without warning, I sink back inside her, making her cry out my name.

“You think anyone else would make you feel this good?” I ask as I nail her to the bed. I’m not gentle this time. This time I will mold her tight cunt to the shape of my cock forever. She will feel me inside her until the end of her fucking days.

“No, Max,” she cries, clinging to me. Wrapping her legs around my waist, she pulls me closer. “I meant sex with you.”

“You did, huh?” I pound harder, burying my head in her neck and filling my senses with her smell and her taste.

“Why do you think I waited so long? I waited for you.” Tears drip from her jaw onto my face.

I lift my head and brush her hair back, looking at her as I fuck her into oblivion. “Who does this pussy belong to?” I slam into her.

“Y-you.”

“Will anyone else ever fuck you again?” Thrust.

“No.” She throws her head back and I drag my teeth over the soft skin of her neck.

“Kiss you?” Thrust.

“No.”

“Taste you?” Thrust.

“No, Max.”