[PAST] It's a Whore's World

Ruth shook his head, he refused to be sad over a bitch who’d used him and played him. Not when a perfect distraction was in his lap. There were no games with Willie, none that came with the mental gymnastics of a real relationship, there was freedom in the way they came together and then fell apart. He could sit still for long, no place held him bound and he preferred the carefree, wandering existence. It was quiet. Too quiet at times, which is why he’d enjoy hearing her scream and beg his name for a few days.

“Well do you taste divine, and sinking myself deep in you is still like the first time. Do you remember the first time? I don’t think you expected to cum so quickly,” his hand shifted to the opposite, repeating what he’d done previously when she rolled against him, taking his cock for a taunting ride. He’d grunt against her ear, nipping the lobe of her ear before their lips collided. “I remember,” voice low, “you came so hard, you turned almost feral.”

“Well. I’ll admit, the satisfaction from the look on their faces when they see my short ass striding down in the morning is also priceless. But agreed,” chuckling at her little shakes, Ruth paused, holding his touch just out of reach. The ineffectual struggle she had going on amused him, “I can always give it a different sort of workout.” The palm of her breast reached upwards to cup softly around her neck, thumb teasing her mouth open while simultaneously angling his fingers on their second pass across her folds.

“You fucking know it.” Without warning he dipped into her, fingertips beginning their deviant coaxing, teasing at first but quickly gaining in intensity. “I’m famished, gonna make you see stars and then eat your pretty cunt till you soak me I’m drowning.”