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BUILDING SENSATIONS within me rise to an unbearable level. I can’t breathe and feel I’ll choke. I’m on a rising spiral of no return.

Red’s fingers work some kind of magic, and his cock stretches me to capacity. He pounds into me - each stroke rippling a crescendo that’s heightening from the inside out.

I need him deeper, harder, faster. I need all of those things.

This is unreal.

Panting like a dog, I make strange noises, which he muffles with his mouth.

My body writhes under his like I want to escape, when escaping is the last thing I want to do.

I grip his buttocks so hard I’m sure I draw blood, but I need him deeper. It’s impossible - he’s already in so deep there’s an unbearingly pleasurable dull pain.

“Kiss me,” I groan, my voice raw and desperate.

Momentarily opening my eyes, I look up. Red’s long hair drips with sweat, his steely eyes intense with fierce concentration. He looks like a Greek God carved from the finest stone; each muscle gleams with a sheen of perspiration. He is dangerousandgorgeous.

As my strange feelings heighten further, coiling invisible springs inside to pressure me higher and higher, I abandon the small part of control I still possess, lost in time and space. My body jerks as his hips continue pounding, each thrust nudging me closer to free fall.

I fear I may die.

His mouth crashes back onto mine, his pace increasing, his fingers working as hard as his cock. I’m climbing even higher, my needy moans becoming desperate whimpers as I teeter on the edge of an unknown precipice.

“Come for me, baby,” Red growls, his voice rumbling through my entire body. “I want you to come now.”

That’s all I need to send me over.

And I’m gone.

Flashes of light and dark alternate in my mind, and I stiffen as I’m driven over the ledge.

I fall into a torrent of pleasure so strong it’s almost painful. It explodes from my center all the way through my body, up to my head and down to my toes in an overwhelming rush that I didn’t think possible.

I think I’m screaming but the feeling keeps running, running and running.

CHAPTER

79

Red

ARIANNA FALLS APART underneath me, so now I can let go. It’s a good job because I can’t last any longer. Her walls still clench around me, massaging me to new heights, and making my cock hard like never before. “You ready, princess?”

Flipping Arianna over onto her front, I pull her gorgeous, toned ass up so that she’s on her knees. I’d love to sample that ass, but I’ll save that for another time.

Arianna is pliable; spent from her fading orgasm. But I am not, and if I’m clever, I’ll bring her up again before I blow.

Holding her hips, I push back into her glove-like wetness and up my pace to breakneck speed. My one hand travels around the front so my thumb circles her clit. She jerks and yelps and yeah, I know it’s sensitive, but she’ll come again real soon and she’ll come good and hard.

I pour with sweat, every fiber screaming for release. Those beautiful moans she makes turns me on further. It’s like I’ve known her forever because I can tell she’s close again already.

I fight to keep her steady as she drives back hard onto my cock. “Good girl,” I pant, my own building climax accelerating.

One final hard press on her clit and she’s gone. Three more hard, deep thrusts and Arianna screaming my name is all it takes for me to lose control. My cock swells, my balls at bursting point and with a guttural roar, I empty into her.

My come pumps for so long, I’m convinced I’ll collapse, but eventually I feel myself start to soften, and so I pull Arianna with me toroll on the bed.

We lay in silence, the only sound our labored breathing.