What We Do in the Night (Day to Night #1) - Stylo Fantome Page 0,52

was holding onto his dick. She squeezed her eyes shut tight when she felt the tip against her, sliding up and down her wetness.

“You know,” he said in a husky voice. “I could really grow to like our nights together, Valentine.”

She laughed, then looked up at him.

“Me, too.”

He thrust into her with one hard, fast stroke, bottoming out immediately and making her scream.

She thought maybe he'd give her a second to adjust, like last time – he was a very blessed man, particularly in the girth department. But he didn't. He just started slamming away, driving her entire body up the mattress. She finally lifted her hands above her head so she could push against the headboard.

“Oh my god,” she gasped. “Ohmygodohmygodohmygod.”

“So good,” he panted, readjusting his grip on her ankle, holding her leg out and away from him, allowing him to push even deeper inside her. She started shrieking with each thrust. “So fucking good, and I bet you fucking love it.”

“Yes,” she cried. “I love it so much.”

“You love it when I fuck you?”

“God, yes!”

“You want me to fuck you all the time?”

“All the time, please, yes.”

“I fucking thought so,” he chuckled, his voice low and evil sounding. “Acting like such a good girl, but I fucking knew better. You're just a girl who wants to get fucked all the time.”

“Only by you,” she swore. “Just you.”

“Goddamn right just me.”

He let go of her leg and put both hands on her breasts, squeezing and kneading them. Twisting the nipples to the point of pain, then letting them go. Then twisting again. Then he was laying flat on top of her, his hands in her hair and pulling, his hips like a jack hammer against her pelvis.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she chanted. “Shit, I'm coming, fuck.”

“God, yes, do it,” he groaned. “Come for me.”

And then she was, and he still kept fucking her. Right through her orgasm, making her scream in a way she hadn't known she was capable of. Her body went into sensory overload and for a moment, she honestly thought she was going to faint. Her arms went limp and her vision started to go black at the edges, but then he stopped moving and she came back.

“I can't ...” Val could barely breathe.

“Oh, yes, you fucking can,” Ari growled.

He grabbed her by the hips and flipped her over, startling a shriek out of her. Then he pulled her ass into the air. Smoothed his hand over her skin a couple times, then smacked it sharply. He kept smacking her, intensifying the pressure with each hit. And like before with her nipples, just when it was about to verge on being too painful, he stopped hitting her. His hand was back between her legs, his fingers scissoring in and out of her.

“Where do you ...” she was still breathless, and she struggled to push herself up so she was on all fours. Once she made it, she lifted her hands to the headboard and used it to push herself upright. “Jesus christ, where do you get all this energy?”

“From this,” he hissed, taking his fingers out of her and cupping her pussy with his whole hand. “Knowing it belongs to me. Knowing I can fuck it whenever I want.”

“Oh my god.”

His free hand was suddenly at the base of her pony tail, gripping it and yanking hard on it. Her back was now flush with his chest, and she had to keep one hand on the headboard to stop herself from falling over. She felt his lips against the side of her face, and then his teeth as he bared them in a snarl.

“You better start praying to a different name when you're with me.”

When he started fucking her from behind, it wasn't as fast as before, but it was just as intense. Possibly more so. She cursed and swore, planting both hands against the headboard so she could push back against him, giving him every inch of depth she could.

“Ari,” she moaned his name, possibly for the first time. It definitely had an affect on him – his hips started thrusting faster and he slapped her on the side of her ass.

“What?” he shouted. “What could you possibly want from me that I'm not already giving you?”

Anything. Everything. This feeling in a bottle.

“I'm so close, Ari. Already so close again,” she whined, and as if to emphasize her point, a taste of her pending orgasm licked up her spine and caused her muscles to lock up.

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