Jonathan Roy Part 5
"Get out of your head,
Tell me how it feels to be
The one who twists the knife inside of me..."
I thrust harder, slamming my cock into her pussy with such force that it makes her choke, her head dropping until her forehead presses against mine. The sound of the melody plays softly, blending with my heavy breathing.
"Take a look and you’ll find there’s nothing there, girl
Yeah, I swear, I’m telling you, girl, yeah, 'cause
There’s a hole in my soul that’s been killing me for a long time..."
Her legs tighten around my waist, absorbing the impacts. Her eyes glisten with the beginnings of tears. Gim sinks her teeth into my skin, making me channel my pain with every thrust inside her body, without a trace of remorse. Her back hits the wall, and she pulls my shoulders with her hands, dragging me along with her, pressing my thighs against the table. My hands grip her waist firmly, preventing her from pulling away.
"It’s a place where a garden never grows
There’s a hole in my soul, yeah, I should have known..."
She shakes her head with each beat of the melody, surrendering to me. I release her hips, threading my fingers through her hair, pulling her closer. My forehead presses against hers, breathing heavily, losing myself deep in her gaze, just as my cock is lost between the wet walls of her swollen pussy. One of her small hands releases my shoulder, her fingers circling my wrist. I see the hot tears streaming down her face, stopping in my hand as I rub my nose against hers.
"I’m dry as a seven-year drought
My tears have turned to dust
And I’m all used up
Sometimes I feel broken and I can’t be fixed..."
Her teeth clamp down with more pressure, her other hand forming a small fist, punching my shoulder as her tearful eyes spill their painful tears. I free her mouth, clasping her hand in mine, guiding it behind her back. My tongue slips from my mouth, sliding over her skin, capturing every tear that falls to me. I’m a fucked-up bastard because the taste of her tears fuels me like gasoline, doubling my lust and only reinforcing my claim over this small body. I hear her soft sobs mixed with moans of pleasure. Her creamy, ravenous pussy sucks me in like a vise, compressing my cock, letting me know that Gim is on the brink of her orgasm. I’ll drag myself down with her, releasing my own cum. Her free arm wraps around my neck, letting me claim her lips. Gim takes me in, pleading for more. With each gentle touch of our tongues, I surrender, just as I demand her soul along with mine. Gim is the most torturous way I’ve found to end my life, because it’s only with her, right here, giving herself completely, that I wish to live. And I live.
I feel like I’m in free fall as she climaxes hard, kissing me passionately, increasing her internal grip around my cock. The muscles in my legs contract, feeling the tremors that course through me, as if they were hers passing to me, and I explode in powerful jets of cum, mixing with hers. My forehead presses against hers, and I wrap my arms around her back, rubbing my hands over her skin, pulling her closer until her chest presses against mine, the tips of her breasts grazing my shirt. With every attempt to catch my breath, I hold her tighter, as if I could keep her trapped in my arms forever. Her eyes open softly, locking onto mine, so perfect, even red from crying. And for this second, I just observe every corner of her small face. I take a mental photograph of her submissive irises, which I would frame, keeping them highlighted among the destructive walls of my mind, eternalizing them in my memories.
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