Page 153 of Reaper

Chapter 56

Lark

“Now,beagoodgirl and give me those moans.”

Anthony plunges a finger in me as he says those words and my pussy clamps around it as I feel myself gushing. A shiver runs through me and I moan. I love it when he calls me his good girl in that growly voice of his. I never thought I’d be one to have a praise kink, but that voice of his just does it for me.

He hums and closes his eyes as he feels me getting wetter while he pumps in and out of me. I raise my hips, trying to get more friction, but then his heavy arm clamps down on my hips, preventing me from moving.

Anthony adds another finger and I moan again as I feel an orgasm building. He picks up the pace, finger fucking me faster as he sucks harder on my clit. A moment later, my orgasm rushes through me and I bite my lip as I try to partially stifle my moan. A sliver of unease runs through me that we’re making out on a bed in Levi’s house, but from the stories I’ve heard, Iknow we’re not the first couple to duck out for a quickie during a gathering at someone’s house or party.

Then all thoughts about the fact that we’re about to have sex in Levi’s house are brushed away as Anthony adds another finger and I feel another orgasm rapidly building. His other hand snakes up and I whimper when he teases my nipple, rolling it between his fingers and slightly pulling on it before releasing it and then doing it all over again. Since my hips are now free, I lift them, needing more friction. Anthony takes the hint and I swear my eyes roll back into my head as he eats me out like he’s a starved man. But as much as I love him giving me oral, I need his cock more.

“More, I need you… more…,” I gasp out as I near the crest of this orgasm. My eyes close at the onslaught inside of me and I hear a whimper. It takes me a moment to realize that the sound came from me.

Anthony shifts and a second later, I cry out, too gone to even muffle my cry as he buries his cock to the hilt inside me.

“Fuck! Anthony!”

I claw at his shoulders as he thrusts into me. He leans down, taking me in a bruising kiss. A moment later, he leans down even further, wrapping an arm under me as he grasps my shoulder with one arm and grabs my ass with the other, pulling me tighter against him.

He breaks the kiss, burying his face in my neck as he fucks me harder.

“That’s it. Take my cock like the good girl you are. Take all of it.”

He bites down on my shoulder and I cry out as my orgasm washes over me, dark spots dancing across my vision as he continues to piston into me.

“Yes, more, harder,” I pant. For some reason, I feel like I need him deeper, harder inside of me.

“You need more, Darlin’? You need to feel my cock so deep in you that you feel me for days?”

A needy whimper slips past my lips as I nod desperately, and then Anthony’s weight is suddenly off me. I open my eyes and another whimper almost escapes as he pulls out of me, but then he flips me around so I’m on my stomach and I quickly get my feet under me.

Once again, Anthony buries himself to the hilt in one thrust and I moan as I fist the bedding under me. He grips my hips in a bruising grip as he fucks me hard enough that my legs are pushed against the bed and the bed frame starts to rattle against the wall.

“Yes, more, yes,” I pant.

Anthony wraps a hand around my hair and pulls my head to the side and up a bit so that my back arches and the angle that his cock hits changes slightly. He bends down, licking the spot where he bit me before and I groan as a violent shiver runs through me as he sucks hard on the spot.

“Lark…” he groans and I know he’s close.

“I’m close, so close,” I pant, and he lets go of my hair as he grasps my hips with both hands again.

“Be a good girl and stroke that clit for me, Darlin’.”

My core tightens and I damn near cum at that. Lowering my hand, I stroke my clit, fast and hard. A few moments later, I lean down, crying out my orgasm into the bed as I feel him cumming inside me.

Both of us breathe heavily as we try to catch our breath. Leaning down, he presses a kiss to the back of my neck which has me arching against him again.

“Anthony,” I gasps out as I feel my core tighten again with need.

He groans, and I match his groan when I feel his cock hardening again. He slaps my ass which as me moaning again as need coils even tighter in me.

“Does my Darlin’ need more of my cock?”

I whimper and nod. “Yes, please, Anthony,” I beg.

He kicks my foot out more and I shift, widening my stance which has both of us groaning at the new angle as he starts to fuck me hard again.