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43 | A Fear Well Sowed

The tricks of the mind are the worst tricks of all.

“Harder.” I moaned, sinking my nails into Euphrates shoulders. “More, I need more.”

His hot breath speared across my chest as he worked his hips in tandem with mine. The headboard was slamming against the wall in rhythm with us. I was happy that we didn’t have any neighbors that could hear.

He sat up and caught me around the waist, falling backward until I was above him. I yelped as his fingers tightened around my thighs to lift me up and down on his cock. Sweat plastered my hair across my forehead and down my back.

“You look so damn beautiful.” He whispered in wonder, tracing his fingers up my belly and between my breasts. He cupped them as I moved my hips, easily catching stride with his thrusts. “Don’t come yet.” He ordered.

I frowned, pouting.

“Don’t come, Dev.” Harshly his thumb and index fingers pinched my nipples. “Not until I say.”

Huffing, I followed his command. My lips rolled inward as I tried to stave off my third orgasm of the night. For the last hour, Euphrates had been fucking me like his life depended on it. His hulking frame cornered me in the living room, forcing me to bend over the couch and let him have his wicked way with me.

Next was his prized piano. I would be lying if I said that I tried to stop him. His arms just lifted me up, and I played a song with my ass that was just as out of tune as my screaming voice. Still, he wasn’t sated and truth be told, neither was I.

Now, as I stare down into his mossy eyes, I smile over my exhaustion. He smiles back, drifting his hands down my sides to catch my waist. Marvin Gaye croons in the background, his sultry song interrupted by our collective grunts and moans.

He looks so handsome. And the way he feels inside me… my eyes roll back as he strikes deeply inside me. I’m addicted to him. I can’t let him go. I can’t stop feeling like this… I won’t stop feeling like this.

I gasp aloud suddenly, squeezing him internally. His mouth drops open, and he mouths something silently before suddenly sitting up and pulling our chests together. We’re eye-to-eye as we fuck, communicating without words what we feel for one another. I’m helplessly trapped in him, my hips and body lunging recklessly into his until I can’t tell where I end anymore.

Euphrates moves to his knees and leans me back, letting my headrest in the pillows as his hips speed up. He’s moaning with me, caught with me, fucking with me. My back arches when his hips swivel and I see lights.

“Come, Devani.” He groans. “Come for me. Look at me, love. I want to see you.”

I give him what he wants, locking eyes with him as he finally loses control. He loses rhythm as I come, slamming himself deeper and deeper while my legs tighten around his ass, bringing him as close as humanly possible. I come a second time while he grunts out of his own orgasm, coating my insides with warmth.

Laying spent and half-crazed beneath him, a smile drifts across my lips. He returns it, tracing the edges of my face with gentle hands, but slowly the soft smile fades away and coldness replaces it. He chuckles deeply.