Chapter 80: Smut, smut, and smut

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"Are you sure?" I double-checked.

"Yes, and you?" He replied.

"Yes," I confirmed.

"Well in that case..." Hank trailed off.

He leaned down, his body hovering just above mine, his hands firmly placed on either side of my head. I wrapped my arms around his back and pulled him down closer to me. I met his lips in a furious and sloppy kiss. I felt the tip of his dick rest against my pussy.

"Ha-" I started to say.

"Beg," Hank commanded.

"Please Hank, please I need you. I need you now," I compiled.

"That's my good girl," Hank whispered in my ear.

Suddenly, Hank pushed his dick in me slowly, but without stopping. I let out a loud uncontrollable moan. Hank started to set his familiar frustratingly slow pace. He hit the exact right spot with ease.

"Hank!" I cried out.

"Louder, I know you can be," Hank instructed as he hit the spot again with far more force.

"HANK!" I screamed.

"You're so pretty when you scream my name," Hank whispered in my ear.

Hank grabbed onto my back and suddenly pulled me up off the bed. Still deep inside me Hank carried to the desk and pushed the chair with his foot. He gently lowered us down onto the chair, me now sitting on his lap. Our arms were wrapped around each other, keep us as close as possible.

I started to move up and down on his dick earning a series of deep and loud moans from him. His hips met mine, the surprising and pleasureful feeling causing me to dig my nails into his back. My nails racked across his back, earning a whimper from Hank.

"You feel so good," I admitted breathlessly.

"Oh yeah? You like sitting on my cock?" Hank questioned.

"I need it," I confessed.

I continued to bounce up and down on his dick. I started to mix in sideways motion causing Hank's mouth to just hang open. His face was completely relaxed. Suddenly, something shifted inside him and Hank started to need to regain control of the situation. He looked back down at me, now maintaining strong eye contact.

"Who are you?" Hank asked slamming into me again.

"I- I'm yours," I barely got out.

"Just mine?" Hank clarified.

"Only yours, love, only yours," I whispered my body starting to feel weak. Noticing the shift in my movements Hank started to slow down.

"Not yet love, just hold on a little longer," Hank encouraged.

Standing back up Hank started to move us back to the bed. We ended up lying down on our sides, facing each other still. Hank pulled one of my legs up and onto his side. Hank suddenly thrust hard and fast all the way in.

"HANK!" I screamed out my back arching significantly.

Hank kept up his ruthless and fast motions. Both of our loud moans filled the room. Hank shifted one of his hands down to my clit where he started to rub rough circles. I felt myself start to get close again and my head and eyes tilted up. Hank took his other hand and gently grabbed my face pulling it back down.

"Come on love, look at me," Hank begged.

I looked Hank dead in the eyes, not daring to break eye contact. His thrusts somehow became even more forceful and he continued to hit the spot every time. I finally started to reach my peak.

"Do it, darling, cum for me," Hank encouraged.

That sent me over the edge and into my second orgasm of the night. Pleasure overtook all my senses and hit me in strong waves. My legs started to shake uncontrollably. I never broke eye contact.

Hank's hand had stopped, but his dick didn't. If anything he sped up. His moans started to sound strained. He finally reached his orgasm and he let out an incredibly loud and long moan of pure pleasure.

After a few seconds of pure bliss, Hank finally came back to reality. Slowly and carefully Hank pulled himself out of me and then let out a shaky laugh.

"How about a shower to get ourselves cleaned up?" He asked still catching his breath.

"Yeah, yeah a shower sounds great," I agreed.

Hank pulled himself out of bed first and outstretched a hand to me. I took his hand and pulled myself out of bed. Immediately my legs turned to jello and I couldn't even hold myself up. I began to collapse when Hank quickly grabbed me and pull me into his arms. Hank let out a low chuckle.

"Can you seriously not even stand?" He asked with a wide grin.

"I guess not, you're just too good," I stated while Hank helped me lay back down on the bed.

"I didn't go too hard, did I?" Hank asked genuine concern and worry lacing his voice.

"No, love, it was perfect; you're perfect," I confirmed.

"Just wait a second, I'll get something to help clean up," Hank spoke heading off to the bathroom. Hank soon returned with a wet cloth in hand. I took a moment to take in his state. His hair was messing and stuck out at odd angles, most likely from me pulling on it. His cheeks were flushed a deep red. He had somehow found the time to put on a pair of underwear. His body was glistening with a slick layer of sweat.

Hank approached with the wet cloth and gently cleaned up my pussy. He started to clean my upper thighs when his eyes wandered to the currently forming finger-shaped bruises on my thighs.

"I did this, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize- I shouldn't have-" Hank started to ramble.

"Hank, love, look at me," I spoke in a calming voice. He slowly raised his head and his eyes finally met mine. His eyes seemed watery, this was hurting him deeply. "Hank, it's alright. Okay? I'm fine, you didn't do anything wrong. I actually kind of like them," I confessed. Hank's face contorted to one of relief and then confusion.

"You- you like them?" He asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, think of it like a way to let everyone know I'm yours," I answered. Hank actually started to smirk a little. I playfully threw a pillow at his face catching him by surprise and knocking his glasses into a strange angle, barely hanging on his handsome face.

"Come 'ere" I beckoned.

Hank obliged and leaned forward. I pulled him into a light and sweet kiss. When he pulled away I gently moved his glasses into the proper position.

"I love you"

"I love you too"


Author's Note:

So... how we doing?

Everything okay? You guys breathing alright?

This is my first time writing anything like this so, it might not be the best. 

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