Avenging Angel (Pounding Hearts 5)

As I climb over her soft, limp body, her eyes finally pop open. “That... That was fucking amazing,” she croaks.

I grin down at her as I nudge my way between her open thighs. “We’re not even done yet.”

I grab her thigh with one hand, yanking her leg up, while my other hand grabs my slick cock and positions it at her entrance.

My cock is wet as fuck. It started leaking all over the damn place when she came against my mouth.

“Emmett,” Bree gasps up at me as I sink myself into her warmth.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

She’s way too fucking tight. Way too fucking perfect.

I’m way too fucking close to blowing my load.

Knowing I’m losing the last shreds of my control, I grab her other leg and yank it up, positioning her until both of her ankles are over my shoulders.

“Oh my god… Oh my fucking god, it’s too much. I can’t…” Bree moans and squirms.

Dipping my head down, I pull a quick kiss from her lips and tell her to, “Hold on tight, baby girl.”

I give her two seconds, two fucking long ass seconds to grab onto my forearms before I give into my inner beast again and start pounding her with my cock.

Eyes rolling into the back of her head, I have to smother her screams with my mouth.

With each deep thrust, with each slap of my hips, I know without a doubt I’m hitting her fucking g-spot.

Slamming everything I have to offer, everything I have give, into her, it only takes a couple of minutes for her to reach her peak.

Her tight, warm pussy clamps down in a death grip on my cock.

Finally free to let go, I drop the last remaining shreds of my self-control and explode.

Roaring my fucking victory into her mouth.

Bree whimpers and twitches beneath me as I pump her full of my cum.

And when my dick is empty, I can’t find any desire to stop.

No, I want to keep going. I want to stay inside her for the rest of the night. I want to stay inside of her for the rest of my fucking my life.

“I’m fucking dead. You fucking killed me,” Bree groans when I finally release her mouth.

Grinning because she thinks this over, and it’s so not fucking over, I let her legs slide back down to the bed and give her moment to catch her breath.

“What the fuck, Emmett?” she squeals when I get tired of waiting and flip her over to her stomach.

“Are you ready to tap out?” I growl. “Because I’m not fucking ready to tap out.”

Grabbing her by the hips, I get to my knees and pull her ass up into the air.

Fuck, her ass is juicy and beautiful.

“Oh my fucking god,” she groans but doesn’t fight me. “I don’t know if I love you or hate you right now.”

“Love,” I grunt as I bend over her, ready for round two. “Don’t even try to deny it because I fucking love you, baby girl.”

Chapter Sixteen