sits up on his knees. Chloe peeks back over her shoulder to see him grasping his thick cock in his hands. Their eyes meet, and he gives her a little show of stroking longer and harder. Chloe’s ass shakes as she moans, enjoying her very own peep show.
Eli plants one hand on the bed near Chloe’s head, while the other guides himself into her. Just like the first time, they pause to relish the sensation of being connected again.
“I lied, Chloe. This time is going to be fast and hard because I need it that way.”
Eli makes good on his words as he relentlessly pounds into her. A scream of pain and pleasure escapes her as he continues, not slowing a bit. His right hand wraps around her neck and pulls her up to him, while his other hand is balled in her hair and pulling on it. Eli doesn’t make one attempt to be a lover. He’s raw and punishing, and Chloe soaks up everything he dishes out.
A thrill courses through her as Eli dominates her very being. The pleasantries are over and a raw hunger settles between them. In a sick and twisted way, she devours his harsh touch and embraces the pain. It’s a pain only a lover could give. With one last hair pull, Chloe’s pending orgasm explodes. She feels Eli’s tug become stronger as he releases into her, yanking at her hair.
“Fuck.” His body falls on top of hers. His deep breaths hit Chloe’s ear and tickle her skin. She remains smashed to the bed, sandwiched between the sheets and Eli and enjoying the feel of his skin on hers and his pulsing cock inside her. She’s reminded how good their sex life used to be and how many times he’d taken her in their youth. It didn’t matter if they were in public or not. Eli would find a place and thoroughly fuck her, and when they weren’t fucking, his hands were all over her body. Chloe has been finger banged in almost every location in their hometown.
After several moments, Eli pushes up off the bed, placing a kiss on Chloe’s cheek before standing. The tender gesture is the cherry on top after his demanding fuck. She watches him walk away with her cheek still smashed into the sheets. His naked ass disappears into the bathroom. Chloe smiles to herself when she hears her shower turn on and knows what’s coming next.
“Chloe Jo.”
“Yes.” She pushes up on her arms, trying to find her balance to even begin to walk.
“Really, all these girly fucking soaps and not one man scent around. Some things never do change.”
She tiptoes into the bathroom and wraps her arms around his waist while resting her cheek on his shoulder blade. “If I had man soap, you probably wouldn’t be standing here.”
“Good point,” Eli’s quick to respond while picking up an oversized bright pink bottle of soap. “But sweat pea and vanilla, really?”
“Or you can smell like sex and me the rest of the evening.”
“Mmm.” Eli whirls Chloe around, facing her. He hides his face in her neck and begins kissing it. “I like that idea, baby girl.”
Chloe tilts her head back slowly, focusing on the white plaster ceiling while Eli’s lips serenade the skin on her neck. “But I want to shower with you.”
“I’ll end up fucking you, Chloe Jo.”
“A girl could get lucky.”
Eli knew he was fucked the moment he started in hot pursuit of Chloe. He tried as fucking hard as he could to stay away, and fuck, he even acted as if he didn’t recognize her. He had to watch the love of his life walk heartbroken from his hotel room in her most stoic way. It fucking killed him.
He never would have thought that on his second daily run he’d bump into her. For Christ’s sake, he’s in fucking L.A., not some tiny town. The forces of the universe were pulling these two souls together, and Eli knows he’s in for the rest of his life. When it comes to Chloe, he can never say no. She is his kryptonite, and he loves devouring her.
His brothers would have his nuts on a silver platter if they only knew where his mind was. Growing up,
Eli plants one hand on the bed near Chloe’s head, while the other guides himself into her. Just like the first time, they pause to relish the sensation of being connected again.
“I lied, Chloe. This time is going to be fast and hard because I need it that way.”
Eli makes good on his words as he relentlessly pounds into her. A scream of pain and pleasure escapes her as he continues, not slowing a bit. His right hand wraps around her neck and pulls her up to him, while his other hand is balled in her hair and pulling on it. Eli doesn’t make one attempt to be a lover. He’s raw and punishing, and Chloe soaks up everything he dishes out.
A thrill courses through her as Eli dominates her very being. The pleasantries are over and a raw hunger settles between them. In a sick and twisted way, she devours his harsh touch and embraces the pain. It’s a pain only a lover could give. With one last hair pull, Chloe’s pending orgasm explodes. She feels Eli’s tug become stronger as he releases into her, yanking at her hair.
“Fuck.” His body falls on top of hers. His deep breaths hit Chloe’s ear and tickle her skin. She remains smashed to the bed, sandwiched between the sheets and Eli and enjoying the feel of his skin on hers and his pulsing cock inside her. She’s reminded how good their sex life used to be and how many times he’d taken her in their youth. It didn’t matter if they were in public or not. Eli would find a place and thoroughly fuck her, and when they weren’t fucking, his hands were all over her body. Chloe has been finger banged in almost every location in their hometown.
After several moments, Eli pushes up off the bed, placing a kiss on Chloe’s cheek before standing. The tender gesture is the cherry on top after his demanding fuck. She watches him walk away with her cheek still smashed into the sheets. His naked ass disappears into the bathroom. Chloe smiles to herself when she hears her shower turn on and knows what’s coming next.
“Chloe Jo.”
“Yes.” She pushes up on her arms, trying to find her balance to even begin to walk.
“Really, all these girly fucking soaps and not one man scent around. Some things never do change.”
She tiptoes into the bathroom and wraps her arms around his waist while resting her cheek on his shoulder blade. “If I had man soap, you probably wouldn’t be standing here.”
“Good point,” Eli’s quick to respond while picking up an oversized bright pink bottle of soap. “But sweat pea and vanilla, really?”
“Or you can smell like sex and me the rest of the evening.”
“Mmm.” Eli whirls Chloe around, facing her. He hides his face in her neck and begins kissing it. “I like that idea, baby girl.”
Chloe tilts her head back slowly, focusing on the white plaster ceiling while Eli’s lips serenade the skin on her neck. “But I want to shower with you.”
“I’ll end up fucking you, Chloe Jo.”
“A girl could get lucky.”
Eli knew he was fucked the moment he started in hot pursuit of Chloe. He tried as fucking hard as he could to stay away, and fuck, he even acted as if he didn’t recognize her. He had to watch the love of his life walk heartbroken from his hotel room in her most stoic way. It fucking killed him.
He never would have thought that on his second daily run he’d bump into her. For Christ’s sake, he’s in fucking L.A., not some tiny town. The forces of the universe were pulling these two souls together, and Eli knows he’s in for the rest of his life. When it comes to Chloe, he can never say no. She is his kryptonite, and he loves devouring her.
His brothers would have his nuts on a silver platter if they only knew where his mind was. Growing up,
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