Page 165 of Trapped With You

“I’ve been dying to feel you without anything between us since the last time.”

Fuck, me too.

Dropping my slacks, I kept lavishing her shoulders with kisses. “Have you touched yourself to the thought of me over the last three months?”

Shivers wracked her body. My effect on her was imminent. I loved it. “All the damn time.”

My hands squeezed her small tits and travelled south, where I slapped her pussy twice, relishing her squeals. Despite trying to hate me, she’d fucked herself to the thought of me. I smiled and murmured in her ear, “Ditto.”

Ella ground her ass against my cock in invitation. “Cade, please. Put it inside of me.”

Fisting the short strands of her hair, I tugged her head back until she whimpered in pleasure-pain. I guided my cock to her awaiting pussy, coating my inches with her slickness. “First show me what a good slut you are and beg for my cock, baby.”

“Please, I’m going to lose my mind. Give it to me. I want it. I need it. I—”

I slammed into her in one harsh thrust.

She screamed, clawing at the window for purchase. “Cade.”

I threw my head back on a groan. “Ella.”

So good, so tight, so wet, so mine.

Her pussy felt divine.

Being inside of her was akin to a religious experience. Nothing made me feel as complete as this girl. She was my sanctuary and my kingdom come.

“Hold on.” I collared her throat with one hand and choked her lightly the way she liked. “This is going to be fast and rough, baby.”

My words were the only warning she received before I pulled out and thrust back in, harder and deeper than ever.

I turned into an animal with her next scream, establishing a brutal pace as I thrust my cock with a vengeance, fucking her within an inch of her life. Her cunt stretched obscenely around my thickness. I pounded into her with no finesse. Treating the love of my life like my personal fucktoy. Pure, filthy need had our bodies colliding together frantically with flesh-smacking noises.

“Remember when you said you’d never scream for me again?” I taunted with a strained, dark chuckle. “Who’s a liar now, huh?”

Ella only cried out for more, growing wilder with every thrust.

“You were made for me,” I growled, my stomach muscles flexing as I pumped my hips faster, my rhythm almost a blur. “Look how your greedy pussy swallows my cock whole. You’re gripping me so good. Like you never want me to leave. Like you want to be filled with all the cum I’ve got stored for you, sweetheart.”

The dirtiest noises escaped Ella’s parted lips as she backed her bouncing ass against my lap, fucking back on my cock like a depraved slut. I shoved two fingers into her mouth, the same ones I fingered her with, and she sucked with a hum.

“Does it turn you on?” I whispered in her ear. “Knowing that anyone can look up and see your hot body getting fucked raw like I’m paying a couple grand for it?”

“Yes.”

I grazed my teeth along her jaw. “Knowing that they’ll want a taste but will never have it because I’ll kill them for even breathing in your direction?”

She sobbed, playing with her clit faster. “Y-Yes. Turns me on.”

The admission sent me into a frenzy. “Naughty girl.”

“Yours.”

“Mine.” I screwed her harder, watching in the window’s reflection as my upward drives caused her tits to sway and her ass to shake. Damn, she was perfect, meeting me thrust for thrust, nails digging into my thighs, her arousal sloshing over my dick and her ass. “Fuck, are you close?”

“Y-Yeah,” she panted.

I groaned, my thrusts increasing in speed. “Now let go, Ella. I want to feel your pretty cunt coming around me.”