Page 71 of Scarred Ruin

I closed my eyes while he feasted, easily lost in a surreal world where the only thing that mattered was sheer bliss.

And he was giving me that and so much more.

My core was on fire, ignited with every thrust of his fingers into my tight channel. He was so masterful in working my body, knowing when to slow down to allow me to enjoy every second. Panting was the only response possible, his hold that tight.

For whatever reason, I pointed my toes while every muscle tensed. He was driving me to the point of madness with his perfectly orchestrated actions.

Slow and easy to fast and furious, the dichotomy was guiding me toward sheer ecstasy. One hand remained wrapped around the railing while my blood pulsed through my veins. Every sound was amplified. Every sensation was intense.

He jerked me closer, burying his face into my wetness and my body’s response was instantaneous.

Even though I knew it was coming, the climax caught me off guard. The sensations were that powerful, pushing me directly into utter rapture.

“Oh. Oh. Oh… Yes.” I tossed my head from side to side, a low and husky sound reverberating in my chest. He refused to stop, his tongue an incredible instrument. I was tingling all over, completely captured by the man and the moment.

So much so I was barely aware when he rose to his feet, standing over me as he’d done before. Yet this time was different in a way I couldn’t understand.

He brushed his lips across mine, forcing me to taste myself. It was sweet and sensuous, a lingering reminder of what we shared.

Very slowly he turned me to face the ocean, pressing the full weight of his body against mine. As he rubbed his thick cock back and forth across my bottom, he nuzzled his face into my neck.

The sweet moment as he nipped my ear was amazing, but he wasn’t interested in ignoring his needs for long.

When I felt the tip of his cock pressed between my legs, I spread them open, arching my back in a blatant invitation.

His dark chuckle was whispered in my ear. “My sweet guardian angel is hungry.”

“Very.”

“Don’t worry, baby girl. You’ll have everything you crave.”

He toyed with me for a few seconds before slipping his cockhead just inside. His cock was so large I braced myself as he thrust the entire length inside.

My breath was stripped away from the deep core pulse and explosive heat. Every inch of skin was vibrating from an electric hum. With another flash of lightning dancing in neon hues, the malevolent force couldn’t match the man’s intense prowess.

As soon as he pulled out, I felt an intense sense of loss and pushed back against him. He responded by smacking his palm against my bottom. There was no real pain, only a sense of belonging. He plunged into me again while gripping my hip with one hand.

His actions from there were slow and easy and soon we were moving as one. The heat of his body and the way he touched me was intimate and tender, every breath against my sensitive skin keeping me tingling.

Several rumbles of thunder created vibrations in my chest. Soon, his actions became rougher, the sound of his cock pounding into me reverberating in my ears. He spread my arms out on the railing, interlocking our fingers together.

We rocked, moving simultaneously as the wind whipped all around us, the waves crashing against the shore.

My breathing came in short pants, every gasp more labored as the seconds ticked by.

Another flash of lightning lit up the entire sky, another gasp and he wrapped one arm around my waist.

“Don’t worry. I’ll keep you safe.”

There was angst in his voice as if the horrible memory of his past was colliding with the sweet one we were creating.

Harder and faster he thrust, the force pushing me against the railing. There was no pain, just a desperate need for him to fuck me. Fill me.

I pushed back against him, meeting every brutal plunge until we were in a perfect rhythm.

There was no holding back, my body’s response as powerful as the man. The orgasm was amazing, sweeping through me hard and fast. I lost my breath, no longer able to feel my legs.

He wasn’t letting go, his actions brutal and unforgiving.