Descent – Black Heart – Heaven & Hell Read Online Sam Mariano

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 137205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 686(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 457(@300wpm)
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“Calvin, please,” I cry tiredly.

He slows down, then pulls his cock out of me. “Are you tired, baby?”

I nod miserably.

He rolls me over onto my back, pushing my thighs apart so he can climb between them.

I don’t fight. I’m exhausted.

He must be in better shape than I am, because he’s not. He looms over me with his cock out, allowing me a moment to catch my breath. I gaze up at him, struck by the beauty of him completely naked. He looks leaner in his suits, but his core is solid with perfectly chiseled muscles. His pecs are well-shaped and firm. I get to put my hands on them as he leans down over me.

He caresses the side of my face and just looks at me. Then he pushes his fingers through my hair and cradles the back of my head, pulling me up so that I’m in a sitting position, but cradled against his broad chest.

“It’s almost over, baby,” he promises.

My body arches as he reaches down and eases his cock back inside me. It doesn’t hurt anymore, but I bet it will tomorrow. I’ve never encountered the kind of stamina he’s showing tonight, so my body very literally was not ready.

He cradles me against his chest, and I wrap my arms around him. My hands rest on his muscular back as he drives into me once more. I’m not participating, just letting him use my body for his own gratification.

When his grip on me tightens and I feel his core going taut, I know he’s close. I bear down a bit and squeeze my tired muscles, clenching around his cock.

The friction startles me. I thought my pussy was too tired to keep going, but I gasp at the sensation as he rubs my walls. He lets go of me and I fall back against the bed, my heart rate kicking up from the split second of free fall.

Still slamming into me at a regular rhythm, he repositions himself and braces one hand against the bed to support his weight. He reaches for my pussy with the other one, teasing my clit as he fucks me.

I moan helplessly as my legs begin to shake. I don’t have to concentrate on gripping him anymore. My pussy tightens naturally around his cock as he rubs my clit and continues to fuck me.

It’s like he grabbed hold of all my nerves in a tight fist and won’t let go. Tension builds impossibly fast until I’m gasping for breath and arching off the bed. My thighs begin to quiver, ecstasy just out of reach. I cry out, I whimper, I beg mindlessly.

And then I scream as I fly over the edge and free fall again, but this time… this time the freefall is so sweet. It thunders through me, shaking me to my core. It hits in waves, seeming to come from completely different paces. My pussy clenches tightly around his cock and Calvin groans, violently gripping the bed as he drives as deep into me as he can.

I feel like I’ve just gone down the fun side part of a roller coaster and barely made it out alive. My tummy flutters as he collapses on top of me. I’m weak and blissed out, and I wrap my arms around his incredible body without even thinking about it.

His weight on top of me feels nice. My body is so relaxed that when my eyes close, I nearly drift off.

I can’t fall asleep like this, spread across the middle of the bed with Calvin’s cock still inside me. I move just enough for him to jostle, too, and when he does, he tugs his cock out of me.

“I need to get up,” I murmur, pushing lightly against his chest.

He rolls off me and I roll off the bed. Instinctively, I start to grab for clothes, but then I remember I don’t have any.

I suppose there’s no point clinging to modesty. He’s seen every part of me by now, so I walk to the bathroom naked.

Chapter Thirty

Hallie

My muscles are still a bit shaky and fatigued as I lean against the sink, greedily gulping tap water from the crystal glass provided for me to use when I brush my teeth.

I feel better once I’m hydrated again, but my whole body is still sticky from being so sweaty.

So much for my shower before bed.

I don’t smell like expensive French body wash anymore. I smell like Calvin. He’s all over me, inside me…

Once the glass is empty, I replace it on the sink and go to pee and clean myself up.

When I return to the bedroom, Calvin has settled in beneath the blanket. I thought he looked relaxed before, but I was wrong. He looked in control before; now he looks relaxed.

I pull back the blanket so I can crawl under it, but I’m unsure what to do. I was more actively involved in this sexual encounter than the last one, but only to avoid a worse alternative. I’m not sure what’s supposed to happen after an encounter like that.


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