Chapter 153

Shantelle’s POV

“Even your tears are the sweetest thing I’ve ever fucking tasted.” He pushed in another inch. “Give me more. Let me lick them up, take a piece of you in me.” My head was thrown back, my hair hanging over the edge of the counter, and my eyes closed as I gave him what he asked for. The pain was front and center, the stretch so monumental I felt like I was splitting in two. But he was relentless as he pushed his way into me, burrowing himself into my body and my heart inch by inch.

“Fuck yeah.” He licked along my cheek again, getting every tear that slid from my eyes. And when he was fully inside me, we both exhaled harshly. “So tight. So fucking hot and tight for me. You’re strangling my cock, baby.”

I lifted my head and forced my eyes open. He rested his forehead against mine and started to pull out. I gasped right up against his mouth, and he kissed me, swallowing the sound, letting his cockhead stay notched right at my entrance before he pus