Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 90

My lips found her neck, just under her as I slid my cock deep into her. “She has scars,” I whispered between kisses along the graceful curve of Erin’s neck. “They’re beautiful on her pale skin. There’s less freckles on the underside of her tits and along her stomach.”

I kissed up her jaw to her chin. “Her ass is covered in them.”

She whimpered.

My lips trailed up her chin, nearing her lips. “But her pussy… Erin… her creamy thighs… it’s all pale and flawless.”

“Oh god,” she whispered and pressed her hips forward, burying more of myself inside her. Her lips found mine, and we shared a searing kiss. My fingers curled around her lace-covered breast, feeling the rock-hard nipple through the fabric. She still had the firmest tits I’d ever felt in my life.

I felt her juices leaking down the sides of my shaft, gently tickling my balls as they coated them. There was only one woman who had been wetter than my Erin.

Breaking the kiss as I slid out of her, and then slowly back in, I said, “She was soaking wet every time.”

Another whimper against my lips. Her breath rolled over me as we continued to fuck, our tempo getting faster.

“What does she taste like?” Erin whispered.

“Like a woman in heat,” I said. “Fuck, I wish you could taste her with me.”

“Oh fuck… yes!”

“I’d drink her up and feed her to you,” I whispered, biting on her lower lip.

In and out… faster.

Erin groaned, frustrated, horny…

“Faster,” she breathed.

I complied, and we spent the next few moments simply staring at each other is I fucked her… seeking fulfillment in each other. Sating each other’s desires.

And yet, I could feel her sharing my frustration over the loss of Chloe’s intimacy. In a way, I felt even closer to Erin than ever before as we bonded over the craving for her.

“Harder,” she groaned through gritted teeth.

Without warning, I pulled out of her, backed up a foot, and unceremoniously flipped the small young woman on her stomach. I hooked my arm under her waist and pulled her back toward me, positioning her ass in the air.

Leaning over her, I shoved my full length back in her weeping pussy and began fucking her again in earnest. Her dark-painted nails clawed into the bed sheets as she let out a loud groan, thrusting back against me. Her dark eyes looked back over her shoulder, peering at me through silver gossamer.

“Fuck!” she shouted, throwing her full bodyweight back into me. “That’s it… fuck me, baby!”

My hips thrust forward as I fucked my little assistant with as much power as I could muster. She was so fucking wet, but at the same time, she was so small that the walls of her pussy gripped my member like a vice, driving me wild with each thrust.

“How fucking frustrated are you!?” she huffed, fucking back into me just as much as I was plowing her. “God, I would be so fucking furious if I lost that…”

“So frustrating,” I panted.

“Take it out on me, baby,” she said. “Use me.”

“Fuck!”

I hooked the strap of her lingerie on one shoulder and yanked it down to hard that it ripped free, exposing one of her tits to the elements. Once again, I grasped it in my hand and marveled at how smooth, firm, and perfect it was in my hand. I twisted a pink-brown nipple between my fingers, eliciting a long groan from her.

All while slamming my thick cock in and out of her tight hole.

“That’s it, baby!” she panted. “I’m all yours. Ruin… ruin me… use me… I’m yours.”

“Mine,” I growled.

I grabbed a fistful of her silver hair and used it as purchase as I continued to pound away at her.

“Fuck!” Erin squeaked. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”

She began bucking, and I could feel her already tight cunt clamp down on my cock, threatening to force it out from sheer lack of room to accommodate it as the tiny woman under me came like a volcano.

She wasn’t quiet. She wasn’t demure. She swore like a sailor as she pounded the mattress underneath us.

I yanked back on her hair, pulling her fists off the mattress until her back slammed into my chest. Wrapping an arm around her chest to keep her pinned against me, I fucked her for all I was worth as she still rode out her climax.

And then I sank my teeth into her shoulder until I tasted iron. Both of us seized up as I came deep inside her. Wave after wave of my seed pumped deep into Erin.

My thrusts slowed as I loosened my teeth from her skin. My lips found that sensitive spot just below her ear and I nuzzled against it and groaned as my cock continued to unload into her.

“Does she suck your dick like I do?” she asked, and even without looking, I could hear her grin.

I shuddered at the thought of both of them going down on me, and my cock, which was just starting to deflate as I expelled the last of my cum, began to grow hard again.

I growled into her ear and picked up my speed again.

Her giggle turned into a moan, and I felt her turn until the corner of her lips found mine.

And I knew that tonight wouldn’t be a night for recovery.

***

Friday, September 13th, 12:11 am

My eyes burned as I blinked them open.

Consciousness invaded what had been a dreamless sleep.

Something woke me up.

It should have been dark. I knew it was the middle of the night, but there was a small light…

The light blinked out.

My phone.

I suddenly registered a small weight lying half on top of me and turned my head to look. In the darkness, I could make out just enough of her features to see Erin curled up against my side, her head lying on my shoulder, half obscured by a wild mass of hair. She was naked, and as I flexed my fingers, I could feel them brush against the smooth expanse of her back—softer and smoother than anything had a right to be.

She nuzzled into my shoulder and made a little noise that cut through the mind fog and melted my heart.

I reached for my phone on the end table, just close enough to snag it with my fingertips. I made the mistake of touching the phone screen and it lit up like the noonday sun, blinding me until I could turn down the brightness enough to see without wanting to kill myself.

I had several messages, but only one could cut through my settings and disturb me in the middle of the night. It was from Psalter.

And it was only two words:

He’s ready

The desire for more sleep suddenly evaporated as I stared at the screen.

That was sooner than expected.

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To Be Continued....