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Chasing Imperfection (Chasing #2) Page 17
Author: Pamela Ann

“Blake—I want you. I don’t care—I just want you inside me. I need you inside me!” She begged in desperation.

This is wrong. Why doesn’t she see it? I closed my eyes miserably and placed my heated forehead against hers, panting. Our hearts slammed quite violently against our chests.

“No…not like this…never like this. I’m doing this for you. So please, I beseech you—don’t tempt me. I’m nothing but a man. I can only withstand so much resistance before I yield into submission.”

She cradled my cheek with her palm and gave me a chaste kiss. “Shhh that’s enough talking, I understand,” she whispered, acquiescing to my demands.

Sienna kissed my cheek and left butterfly kisses on my neck. I gasped when she bit into my flesh and sucked on it. Her soft tongue snaked to the back of my earlobe, she licked and nipped. When her lips captured my lobe, I muttered a prayer. Sienna….

She started to move her hips again, making our sexes rub with exquisite friction. I unconsciously followed suit making her moan huskily. Her lips captured mine as she ran her hands across my back and dug her nails deep in my skin and scratched her nails across my butt cheeks, it was raw and it painfully stung. I threw my head back and sniveled. My body shivered in response to her roughness. Sienna’s lips sought mine again, she ran her nails over me for the second time starting from the back of my neck, but this time—with grating force as her nails raked over my raw skin. I howled from the pleasurable pain. Her hands reached my ass cheeks, and gently massage them with soft strokes. She grabbed them with her nails, biting through my skin and forcefully pushed my ass forward. My c**k speared inside her—her tight cunt cloaked and wrapped my ready-to-explode cock.

I tensed and desperately fought for coherency. I tried to get off her but her legs were unmovable and unyielding.

“Don’t stop—I want all of you. Don’t—I won’t forgive you if you do,” she threatened.

Her vaginal muscles contracted and I knew I was losing the battle. I moved slowly and hesitantly as I took myself deeper in her core. Dio mio, she feels incredible.

I examined her abandoned state, shamelessly loving the feel of my c**k filling her. “Have you been with anyone else—I know I don’t have the right to ask—but I’m dying to know.”

She bit her lip and shook her pretty head, “No—not yet.”

A tidal wave of jealousy and possessiveness roared through me. “Not yet? You plan to give yourself to someone else?” My c**k throbbed temptingly in her pu**y but my mind raced with thoughts of her f**king another man. I don’t have the right to feel this way because I haven’t been exactly running for martyrdom—but I couldn’t help it. She gave herself to me—not Kyle or any other man—that meant something.

“I don’t know—I mean—it will eventually happen.”

“You don’t have the f**king right to speak about taking another man while I’m buried deep about nine inches deep within your beautiful cunt! You gave yourself to me—and I’m taking what I’m entitled.” I nudged my c**k forward.

She looked angry. “Fuck you, Blake! You’re the one who’s been f**king every goddamn woman who’s willingly opened her legs for you. Why can’t I do the same, huh? Double standard much? You don’t have a say in regards to my sex life. I AM NOT YOURS!” When she’s angered, she looked breathtakingly beautiful.

Incensed with rage from her ranting outburst, I buried my c**k all the way to the tip of her—grazing the outer part of her cervix, she flinched. I remembered her pu**y would tighten tremendously a week without f**king and it’s been over two months now—she felt like a bloody virgin—a very drenched virgin. I withdrew from her and went on my knees and slammed my c**k back inside. “Fuck me, Sienna? I’ll show you FUCKING!” My angered voice thundered, reverberated throughout the room.

Lifting her hips in acute critical angle, I hammered her tight little pu**y. I was eaten alive with vehement jealousy but I couldn’t stop f**king her. I wanted to punish her—my c**k will make sure she understood how angry she made me. But my gorgeous wench wanted it just as much.

It’s was nonsensical.

We were nonsensical.

I was about to orgasm, but stopped it from happening. I pulled out and harshly flipped her on her stomach. She barely managed to get on her knees and elbows before I pounded her again. Holding her hips firmly, I felt uninhibited and unleashed as I f**ked the breath out of her. “You want another cock, Sienna? You want another man to f**k this sweet little cunt of yours? Answer me, damn you!” I snarled. My demons were hounding my livid thoughts and I was enslaved to it.

Moaning and panting, she barely got a word out. My c**k was demanding every inch of her and I didn’t want it any less.

“ANSWER ME!” I bellowed in her ear.

“I don’t—want another—cock—” she stuttered.

“You just want mine, Sienna?” She moaned when I pummeled deeper.

“Only yours Blake,” she whimpered, compliant.

Contented with her response, I wanted us to orgasm together. “I own this cunt, Sienna! You should ingrain that into your pretty head.” I pounded her hard, my balls brashly slapped against her pu**y lips. The friction made her drenched. Her cunt was dripping, overflowing with juices—I felt it trickle down my balls. “Whether you like it or not—this body belongs to me! It knows its owner, its master….do you hear that? That’s your cunt my love—welling uncontrollably with need—for me and my cock.” I felt her tighten and her body started to come apart. I pounded a few more times before finally releasing us into blissful satisfaction.

“Mine. Only mine,” I hissed through gritted teeth as I unloaded my seed inside her. Her body convulsed marvelously around me.

She sagged on the bed and I followed suit and shifted us on the side with my c**k still buried within her.

I didn’t want to pull out.

I want to feel her all night—to be connected to her somehow. I kissed the back of her neck as she sighed contently.

Sleep came upon us.

“Thank you, Sienna—I will never forget tonight.”

I kissed the back of her ear and held her securely on the waist. Her soft breathing lulled me to sleep.

8

Sienna

My body shifted from my uncomfortable sleeping position, I wanted to roll over to my other side but a strong hand hindered me from moving.

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