Chapter 24: Screwin West Village, New York April 24th, 2:24 am
Excuse my language, that was my alter ego I know I'm obnoxious sometimes One minute, I hate you, the next minute, want it Then you bust me wide open and show me your mind
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With her hands clenched around the messed up sheets tightly, no sound erupted from Maleah's mouth. She couldn't say a thing, her eyes rolled to the back of her head with the only noise filling the space around her being that of Chris' body slapping against her own, along with her wetness that he plunged into.
Her face buried into the bed with her ass perched in the air, a deep arch lining her spine. She wasn't sure how they got like this, Maleah not at all implying this when she challenged him to get her to shut up. Expecting that he would just leave which is what he did most of the time they got in bad arguments, but he took her words and cashed in on them. Physically making her in the best way he knew how.
He penetrated her deeply, long stroked her slowly. Allowing her to feel every inch, every vein, every curve stretching her insides. Her warm walls wrapped around him slickly, her natural lubricants decorating him each time he pulled out to his tip only to slowly enter her depths again. Maleah's moans creating a chorus with the sounds of euphoria filling the room.
"F- faster" She moaned out, the way he ground his hips into her so passionately had her mind hazy. Grasping her waist in his hands tightly, he watched the way her skin seeped through the creases of his fingers. Her body attempting to raise up, but she didn't get far once he hovered over her to line his ear up with her mouth, his hips never seizing with the increasing pace he placed in them. His slow grind gradually speeding up, but he refused to give her exactly what she was asking for, not yet at least.
"I want you to feel me." He whispered, the sensual grind into her had Maleah seeing stars. She leaked out around him, her liquids dripping down the insides of her thighs as she moaned softly.
He was serious when he said he wanted her to feel him, forcing her to feel anything he possibly could give her. His thumbs pressed down into her arch with his body shifting to find himself digging deeper inside her. Maleah's teeth clenched the pillow in front of her, trying so hard to stifle her moans because she didn't want to give him that satisfaction. But she barely had a choice, Chris knowing her body better than she knew it herself. He fit inside of her so perfectly, worked her body in unimaginable ways, knew every spot to hit that would have her like putty in his hands. And never dropped his dominance while doing so, not even giving Maleah the chance to have control.
"Harder- fuck!" She struggled to get out, her words drawing Chris in.
"How you want it?" He mumbled, giving her a gentle kiss right under her ear. Raising up a little bit, Maleah turned to face him as best as she could.
