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37 | Ballarina Overt

Promises, promises… so easily broken.

I was desperate for release. Euphrates was behind me, his huge body bent over mine, fucking my ass on the floor in front of the lit fireplace. The shades were closed, and the room was mostly dark.

My fingers twisted into the carpeting on the floor, clutching tighter and tighter as pleasure built low in my belly. He lifted up, leaning backward to sit vertically on his knees and continued to pleasure me. I cried out, pushing against his every thrust.

His hand came down on my cheek again, spanking me for moving without his permission. A pitiful apology came from my lips as his other hand dropped between my thighs to find my clit. I tried to clench my legs shut as his thumb and index finger pinched around it.

Before I knew it, I was squirting all over the rug beneath us. My body was jelly, spent, and tired, but his wasn’t. He forced a pillow beneath my hips, angling my bottom off the floor, and never broke stride. Each thrust was punching, brutal, sliding into me as deeply as he could manage, before pulling out and powering into me again.

“Euphrates…” I whined out, curling my toes. “I can’t come again. I can’t, I can’t.”

I felt his hands climb my torso and grip my nipples, pinching and rolling them in time with his thrusts. He ignored me, pounding an erection so hard it felt like steel into me faster. It thickened, expanded inside me until he exploded. A shriek left me and I clenched around his length, coming for the nth time.

His deep chuckle vibrated my back, “I thought you said you couldn’t come again.”

He palmed my ass cheeks, squeezing and testing the weight. Despite being spent beyond all thought, I moaned and pushed back against him. Euphrates suddenly growled under his breath and spanked me again.

“Your ass is going to break my cock.” Another moan left me as he freed himself from my back door. “Shit… you’re soaked inside.”

I clenched my ass closed, trying to keep his seed inside of me. His thumb pressed against the puckered hole, rimming it gently.

“You’re twitching like you want more.”

“No,” I begged. “No more. I can’t handle any more.”

Pratically feeling his smirk, I arched my back to stretch. His body was hovering over mine again, the warmth from his skin was leeching into mine. Warm palms caressed the sensitive tips of my breasts before they closed around them to squeeze.

“I can never get enough of you.”

“How can you still be hard?”

“It’s you.”

“Me?” I questioned, twisting in his hold to rest on my back. His eyes dipped between us, caught on my bouncing breasts as I settled.

“You. The second I saw you…” He whistled low in his throat, “I couldn’t focus on anything else.”

Laughing at the memory, I let my hands climb his broad shoulders and clutch his neck. He kissed me sweetly, slowly, delving his tongue between my lips to battle with mine. I moaned into him, unable to stop myself from wrapping my legs around his waist and rubbing his thick cock.

“You scared the crap out of me.”

His eyebrows furrowed, “I did? You were around filth like Carter Mize and I scared you?”

“It was a normal day at MPD, then you showed up. And then, out of nowhere, you were chasing me around the compound. You were… are so intense. I-I don’t know… it frightened me.”