Page 10 of Moist!

chapter ten

LACHLAN

I don’t have any restraint left in me.

When I line the head of my top cock up with her dripping wet pussy it feels like the world stutters on its axis.

That poignant feeling is back, but I can’t stop. Not now.

Sinking into her is nirvana.

I’m no stranger to sex. I’m fairly sure I spent a decade a few back buried in anyone pretty and warm.

But not a soul could compare to this.

Each inch is a victory that threatens to have me breaking my promise to her. The way she tightens around me, the way her hips move back and forth to get friction on my free cock that’s now sliding against her pierced clit. She’s made specifically to ruin me.

“Loch-” her whine makes my hips jump. Sinking another few inches into her. She’s going to come for me before I’ve even bottomed out inside of her. Perfect.

“Does it feel good, baby?”

I adjust my arm so that I can keep my hand around her throat, but support her weight as I bring us slowly toward the floor. Satisfied when she’s on her hands and knees for me. Her thighs open as much as they can with her panties and tights still tangled around her knees .

With another quick yank, I pull them off, spreading her nice and wide for me as I brace myself behind her. It’s difficult to do so, but I release her throat so I can sink my fingertips into her thick hips instead.

This angle with her ass up in the air makes it even easier to stretch her around me. It’s still a fight for every inch, despite how wet and ready she is.

When I’m finally in the home stretch, I pull her back onto me with one firm tug, burying the rest of myself in her with a growl as I fight back the urge to fill her up with more than just my length.

She has no such compunctions as she shatters around me. My name on her lips, her pretty pussy tightening again and again in time with the waves of her orgasm.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” I breathe out the words as I will myself not to follow suit. I’m desperate to.

“Fuck. Yes you feel so fucking good. I need more.”

Her wish is my command. I give her another spank on her big ass for good measure though, fighting not to give in to my insistent orgasm as she screams for me. A perfect sound that threatens to rewire my brain chemistry.

Then I’m moving. My bottom cock slides against her clit, the bumps and ridges making her steady grinding more frantic with each stroke. Between that and my top cock fucking her and dragging in and out of her tight heat I don’t know if she can take any more stimulation.

But I need her to.

She’s so lost in pleasure that she doesn’t hear the pop of my thumb leaving my mouth covered in saliva.

She feels it, though.

The second I press into her pretty little asshole she screams my name. Coming all over my dick again.

I flex my other hand against her hip, clenching my teeth to keep the gates of my release firmly shut. Even as they splinter.

For both of our sake I fuck her nice and slowly while I work my full digit into her. Coaxing that tight little ring of muscle to relax, working my thumb in and out of her twice as fast as I’m sliding into her pussy.

“I’m fucking desperate to fill you Hayden. Tell me I can come inside of you. Tell me you’re going to take every drop I have.”

I can’t even get the sentence out smoothly, a gasp or two peppered in. It’s too much, and she feels too good.

I’ll be lucky if I last another minute like this.

“Yes. When you’re allowed to, you can breed me.”

She’s so godsdamn fucking perfect.

When I finally slide my cock out of her pussy it’s slick with her come and my precum, which should suffice.

For good measure I lean forward letting my spit pool in her pretty hole, followed by the head of my top cock.

Shes so fucking tight.

“Breathe, Hayden. I need you to relax for me.”

She’s complies, panting and cursing through the next several minutes as I give her ass the same perfectly torturous treatment I did her pussy to accommodate my size.

I’m fighting for my life to stay on the edge for her now. The sensation of both of her perfect holes wrapped around me while my bottom cock firmly works its way into her cunt at the same time threatens to break me.

It doesn’t help that she feels even tighter from the pressure of her ass also being filled.

By the time I’m seated, we’re both sweating, shaking, mindless messes. I can barely move for fear of exploding and she’s too overwhelmed to do anything but lay there and take it, her pussy fluttering around me, asshole clenching in a torturous rhythm.

“I thought you were fucking me, Lachlan.” She manages one last goading remark, and then the beast within snaps his leash.

I fuck her.

I fuck her until I’m begging.

Begging, pleading, bargaining, whimpering.

I beg her to let me come until black starts crowding in on the edges of my vision .

She’s so close that I can taste it; her shaky little inhale is the most beautiful tell.

Then I hear it. Not from her mouth, but from her mind.

“Come for me.”

My world explodes at her demand.

Pure pleasure floods me as I fill her with my seed. It seems to never end, complete and total satisfaction spreading through every part of my body.

Then, I’m not even in my own mind anymore.

I’m in hers.

Her pleasure. Her thoughts. Her memories. They’re all laid out to see. Intertwined with mine.

It should be jarring to have the entirety of someone’s essence slot in beside your own. Feelings I’ve never had, thoughts I’ve never held, hurt I’ve never healed from.

It feels right.

Like a whole I was missing.

Vaguely, the bond crosses my mind. Her telling me to come. Her commanding me. My body only too happy to comply.

I ought to be horrified.

But I’m not.

In fact I’m so unbothered I collapse to the ground, gather Hayden in my arms, and fall asleep.