Page 82 of Blue in the Deep Blue Sea

“I want to feel you that close while I’m still inside you.”

He stroked my clit twice more before a slow smirk spread across his face. Then he rose, moving towards me.

His hands wrapped around my neck, gently pulling me closer until we were face to face.

“I don’t make love, Blue,” he said, holding my gaze. “I only know how to fuck like a beast.”

He exhaled before his lips crashed against mine. His tongue swept into my mouth, leaving the taste of me behind.

When he pulled away, his forehead lingered close to mine.

“This is my last warning,” he whispered.

“Show me,” I gasped. “Show me how the Beast eats.”

A slow grin spread across his lips, his eyes darkening as he pushed his boxers down. I felt his warmth closing the distance between us.

One hand tightened around my neck, his fingers pressing into my skin, while the other wrapped around his hard eight inch cock, guiding it slowly between my legs. He pulled me closer, teasing me along my clit before dragging down and easing just the tip inside me. Even that small stretch felt impossibly full, opening me until it stung.

His hand around my neck stole my voice, leaving me only able to part my lips as I fought for breath while he pushed deeper, inch by inch, until he reached my hymen. He paused for a heartbeat. His hand left his cock and settled firmly on my hip, holding me in place.

Without warning, he drove into me.

A sharp pain tore through me as my virginity gave way. A silent scream caught in my throat.

Then he thrust again, pushing past the worst of the pain until every inch of him was buried inside me.

“It hurts,” I gasped. “Fuck.”

He drew me closer, slowly rocking in and out while his face buried itself against my neck. His teeth grazed my skin before he kissed the spot, leaving warm, wet trails as his rhythm gradually quickened.

“Good girl,” he growled against my neck.

The sound of his body meeting mine echoed through the towering walls of the lighthouse, blending with the crash of the waves outside as he claimed me.

The sharp pain slowly faded, replaced by a growing warmth as my inner walls adjusted to him, tightening around every slow thrust.

His lips found mine again, capturing them in a deep kiss. His tongue slipped into my mouth, slow and possessive, while my body responded helplessly beneath him. Heat clung to my skin, sweat gathering as every powerful thrust rocked me against the counter.

The pleasure kept building, tightening low inside me until I knew I was close. I never had the chance to tell him. My body gave me away, clenching around him with nowhere for either of us to hide from it.

“Not yet,” he said, pulling his cock free.

My eyes dropped to the streak of blood mingling with the slickness between my thighs, and I swallowed hard.

There was no going back.

I was all his now.

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She tasted like the sweetest honey laced with vanilla, and every woman I’d had before her didn’t even come close. She was perfect in so many imperfect ways that I never wanted to taste anyone else again. Just her.

My hand drifted down to her throbbing, hungry pussy, rubbing her just enough to make her twitch before I slipped my fingers inside, curling them until she melted against me. I thrust them deeper, my fingertips moving with just enough pressure to draw another moan from her lips.