Page 61 of Ruthless Touch

Her eyes are darker than I’ve ever seen them. Her skin radiates, her brown complexion glowing from within.

The expression etched onto her face is priceless—full mouth fallen open, cheeks rounded, pupils large and dilated.

She’s in the throes of pleasure as I fuck her and my dick drives in deep. Her pussy kneads me, encases me, surrounds me in all the heat and wetness I can handle.

She’s so fucking silky. So fucking tight, little ridges adding to my pleasure.

There’s nothing pleasant or loving about the moment.

I drive into her and she scratches at me. She pushes back and shunts her hips like I’m her worst enemy.

It’s the only way she can fuck me; the only way she can make sense of the moment.

But it doesn’t fucking matter.

…because deep down we both want this. We both crave each other. We’re a match.

I flip Elise over onto her stomach and re-enter her without missing a beat. Her heat once again engulfs me as my thick cock spears into her, and she squeals and squirms once again like a small animal led to the slaughter.

As if she ever expects to escape me.

But my large hands clap her ass cheeks and I grip her tighter, driving my hips up against her. My dick pounds its way into her tight, convulsing little pussy, and she’s left fisting the fucking bedsheets in protest.

She’s so hot and wet.

Gushingaround my cock.

I’m pretty sure she’s come already. I’m pretty sure the ripple effect around my cock is her little stubborn pussy finally giving into the pleasure I give her.

It doesn’t slow me down or stop me. I simply pick up the pace. My strokes come harder, my hips slamming into her round, plump ass.

I want to fucking consume her. Show her who can dominate her.

Make her fall to pieces ’til she has no other choice.

…’til she taps out and admits I’m the only man who’s ever made her feel like this.

My muscles tense as I grip her harder and plow into her with brutal force.

It’s a battle of wills as I sink into her heat and my cock throbs from how incredible it feels.

The mattress shakes around us. Our throaty noises play loud as the only sound in the room. We’re sweating and desperate and buzzing from the feel-good chemicals we’ve inflicted on each other.

Elise fights me in her own way, throwing her ass back, squeezing my cock in a viselike grip.

Choking me with her tight little pussy.

Working me so damn good I’d come right now if I were a weaker man.

It takes every ounce of restraint and discipline I have to hold on. I drive into her again and again and watch how she comes undone.

Her thighs spread wider. Her ass perches higher. Her fat, swollen, dripping pussy swallows me up.

Every fucking inch.

I switch up my stroke, pounding into her at a whole new angle, dragging her so far back her knees aren’t even touching the mattress anymore.

Her legs are wrapped back around my hips, her whole body inverted, face planted in the bedsheets. She screams as my cock hits the back of her pussy and triggers her next orgasm.