Page 80 of In Darkness We Claim

He slides all the way back until just the tip remains, before slamming in until he’s balls deep, hitting that sweet spot that makes me see stars. I yelp from the force of the thrusts, but my noises quickly turn to moans and whimpers as I once again lose my body to the pleasure only Lawson can give me.

My head is spinning from the overwhelming sensations, and my body doesn’t know if it’s experiencing pleasure or pain. All I can do is lie there and let Lawson use my body in any way he sees fit, lost to the feelings I have no control over.

His hold on my hips is brutal, as are his sharp thrusts, and my arse stings from where he’s slamming against my tender flesh. Lawson’s deep grunts and moans are like music to my ears, telling me he’s enjoying this too…that my body is giving him pleasure.

It doesn’t take long before my muscles tense as my core heats, edging towards the orgasm Lawson has continuously denied me. I try not to focus on it, so he won’t break me as much when he doesn’t give it to me again. Though when Lawson reaches between our bodies and presses his finger against my sensitive clit, that thought is long gone.

I cry out as I rock my arse back against him, meeting each of his thrusts as my muscles coil tightly. Now I no longer have the gag in my mouth, I can tell Lawson exactly what I need.

“Oh, fuck. Please… Please, Law. I-I’m… I’m going… Can I… Law, can I come?” I yell as I slam back against him, his fingers strumming over my clit in an absolutely maddening way that makes my head spin.

“Fuck. Come for me,” Lawson grunts as he slams into me hard and deep, holding me there as my orgasm hits.

I scream loudly as I finally get to experience the orgasm that’s been building repeatedly for the last…God knows how long. My body trembles and shakes as lava rushes through my veins, setting my body on fire in the best way.

As my pussy clamps down around Lawson’s cock, that’s all he needs to push him over the edge too, and he lets out a deep roar as he spills his load deep inside me. His grip on me remains tight, and he holds me as we both allow our orgasms to overtake us, riding the waves of pleasure.

My head spins and black spots fill my vision as my orgasm fades, and I pull in some much-needed deep breaths. Every nerve ending feels as if it’s alive, crackling just beneath the surface, goosebumps erupting over my flesh as my orgasm trails off.

Lawson collapses on top of me with a grunt, before quickly pushing off so as not to crush me under his weight. As he moves, his now soft dick slides out of my aching pussy, and I whimper from the loss of him filling me. Despite all of my muscles screaming at me, I don’t move from the position I’m in, waiting for Lawson to give me instructions.

My eyes flutter closed, only opening again when I feel him removing the manacles from around my wrists. He gently rubs the sore area circling them, and I let out a hiss at how much that stings, even though the warmth from his touch helps a little.

I must have closed my eyes again, as I’m startled when Lawson grabs hold of me and flips me over onto my back once more. He moves us both up the bed, and I ignore the feeling of his cum leaking out of my sore pussy, or the way my muscles scream at me from the movement.

He then pulls me against his side, wrapping his arm around me as I lay my head on his chest, allowing his warmth to seep into me. I’m utterly exhausted, and I don’t think there’s a single part of me that doesn’t hurt, but as Lawson draws me closer to him, wrapping us both in the duvet, I’m filled with a sense of peace I never expected to feel.

“I’m sorry,” I say as tears trail down my face, the emotions of everything that has happened hitting me. I endangered myself with Nigel, and Lawson’s rules could have prevented that if I had only listened.

Lawson presses a soft kiss to my forehead as he reaches over and wipes away my tears. It’s in these moments, when he’s being sweet and gentle like this, that I’m most confused. I could almost allow myself to believe that this thing between us is more than it actually is.

When he’s caring for me, and being tender with me, it’s almost as though he likes me, and that thought hurts me more than any punishment ever could. I can’t allow myself to develop feelings for him; there’s no happy ending in the cards for us. I need to close off my heart now, or I risk it breaking into a million pieces that I’ll never be able to put back together.

My eyes flutter open as the sound of a deep moan fills the air around me, waking me from a very good dream. One that involved me using a very naked Harper in any way I wanted.

I’m startled awake by a groan that vibrates through the air, only to discover the sound came from me. My whole body is burning with desire as a warm, wet sensation envelops my hard length.

I lift my head just enough to see Harper’s strawberry-blonde curls covering my body as she unashamedly bobs up and down on my cock, swallowing me down more each time.

I let out a strangled cry as the tip hits the back of her throat and she swallows, creating the most perfect suction. I fist the sheets beside me to stop myself from reaching out and grabbing her.

She must see my movement, as next time she pulls back until just the tip is resting against her lips, she lifts her head and looks up at me through hooded lashes. Even though her blushing cheeks suggest she’s embarrassed for acting without permission, the mischievous glint in her eyes says she has no regrets.

As her pretty blue eyes sparkle while they remain fixed on me, she seductively sticks out her tongue, making sure I’m watching as she curls it around the tip, licking across my sensitive slit.

I let out a low groan, and she chuckles against my hard shaft, the vibrations only adding to the overwhelming amount of pleasure she’s giving me with her dirty mouth.

She then opens wide and sucks me down into her throat once more, bobbing up and down as she takes more of me with each attempt. When she finally has all of my length in her throat, her nose touching my manscaped area, she looks up at me once more as she swallows around my hard dick, driving me to buck my hips against her.

It takes every bit of effort I can muster not to blow my load right then and there. Her throat creating a vacuum around my shaft, as her tongue slides over my sensitive head, is all too much, but then, having my shy, gorgeous girl look at me in such a sensual way makes me almost lose control.

“Fuck, Harper. You are getting so fucking good at this. Do you like having my cock deep in your throat?” A low groan rumbles in my chest as her tight, moist mouth begins to slide off my length. The relentless pressure is exquisite, a slow, deliberate torture that makes every nerve ending sing.

When she gave me her first blow job, after the one in the Black Chapel, she was so timid and shy, unsure of every move she made. I had to guide her, to show her how I like it, but fuck did my girl take instructions well, and now she’s a pro.

She lifts off my cock, her lips looking plump and shiny from the abuse they’ve taken. There’s spit trailing down her chin onto her bare chest, making her look like my perfect whore. She gives me that wicked smile once more as she nods, before quickly taking me back into her mouth.

My eyes flutter closed, lost in the intense sensations, as her tiny, warm hand grips the base of my shaft, while her wet mouth and tongue glide over my length.