Page 77 of Cruel Proposal
"Say that when you're coming on my cock." I shove the dress from her shoulders, aching to be buried in her.
"We're going to get caught."
"And you like the thought of that." I grab the sides of her thong and pull; the fabric rips, falling away from her body. "Turn around."
She hesitates for a moment before turning.
I pick her up, slamming her back into the wall, one hand behind her head to keep her from smashing it.
The brick grinding into my skin doesn't feel good, but she does, based on the way her pussy is already soaking wet and glistening, begging for me to bury myself in it.
I reach between us, unzipping my pants and pulling out my cock.
Summer looks down at it, her tongue flicking out to wet her bottom lip.
I lean in and kiss her, slipping my tongue along the path hers took until she parts her lips.
As she sighs into the kiss, her mouth opening a little more, I slam into her.
She arches off the wall, fingers digging into my shoulders.
I keep kissing her, each breath more and more ragged as I pull out and inch back into her.
Her inner walls squeeze tight around me, making my balls tighter.
I groan, breaking away from the kiss to rest my forehead against hers.
My fingers dig into her ass as I pump into her, burying myself deeper and deeper with each thrust.
Summer's pussy is hot and wet, wrapping around me like she was made for me.
I roll my hips, grinding into her.
"Yes!" She claws at my shoulders like she's trying to pull me impossibly closer.
Her legs tighten around me as the hand that's behind her head slips into her hair, pulling it back. "Yes, please, fuck me."
I trace my lips along her jaw and down to her pulse. "See how good you beg for me? You want me, even if you don't want to tell me that. You want me just as much as I want you, and the thought of being trapped with me makes you wet as hell."
Her pussy pulses around me, even as she shakes her head, trying to deny me.
"You're such a naughty little slut when you try to argue with me, even though we both know the truth. You want me. You want me to make you come. I make you feel like nobody else ever has, and you crave it."
"You're fucking worse than an addiction. I know you're going to kill me in the end."
I smirk against her skin, leaving my mark on the side of her neck. "I could fuck you to death if you like."
Summer rolls her hips as I still inside her, not giving her what she wants. Not until she tells me she wants me.
"I need you, Noah, please."
Somehow, that's better than want, and I lose all sense of control.
I pound into her, my cock aching, throbbing as her pussy clamps down tight around me, and she comes hard.
Groaning, I bury myself deeper into her, my head dropping to her shoulder.
I'm close, but maybe I should deny myself just this once. Figure out what life could look like if I can't keep her.
