Cruel Boundaries by Michelle Horst Page A

fingers digging into my shoulders and I know she’s ready to come again.
    “Come over my dick, Princess. Let your pussy suck me off,” I growl, barely able to hold myself back.
    She moves faster, her hands coming down her chest and she grabs hold of her breasts, squeezing them hard.
    I’ve never seen anything hotter. I could fuck her the whole night long, as long as I get to see her naked and bouncing on my dick.
    Her pussy clamps down on me and she cries out, causing my balls to tighten. “Fuck, Amy … fuck!” I pound into her, coming so hard my vision blurs.
    Her pussy keeps gripping at my dick as she rides out her orgasm. “That’s right, Princess, suck me off.”
    Her movements start to slow, but her breaths are still rushing over her parted lips. I can’t tear my eyes from her face. “Being fucked hard looks good on you.”
    A smile pulls at her lips and she gives me a seductive look. “Being fucked hard feels good.”
    ~*~
     
     
     

Chapter Thirty-Six
     
    Amy~
    Noah moves us into the bathroom and once he’s discarded the condom he turns on the faucets in the shower. We wait for the water to warm before we step under the heavenly spray.
    He’s so beautiful, every inch of his hard body.
    I squirt some soap into my hands and then start to wash his chest, taking in the feel of his smooth skin and muscles rippling under my touch.
    I’m just about to reach for the bottle again, when he takes it, squirting some soap into his hands. “My turn,” he whispers, stepping close to me.
    His hands glide over my breasts and stomach, and then he washes between my legs. I feel tender from the sex.
    He takes hold of my shoulders and turns me around. I swallow hard, and when his forehead presses against my shoulder blade and I feel his breath on the cuts, I can’t stop the tears.
    His arms come around me and he presses his chest lightly to my back. In my ear he whispers, “I wish I could take them from you. You know I’m sorry, right?”
    I nod, finally starting to believe that he’s telling me the truth.
    “You know I’d never hurt you, right?”
    I nod again, praying he’s being honest with me.
    He turns me around again, his hands cupping my face as he looks deep into my eyes. “You know you’re mine now, right?”
    My breathing stops and I frown. “You always just fuck ‘em and leave ‘em, Noah. I understood that when I decided to have sex with you. You don’t have to say that.”
    He brings his forehead to mine and whispers, “You know you are mine, right?”
    A smile splits over my face and I nod, feeling hope spread through my chest. Can this finally be it? Will our lives get better from here on out?
    God, I hope so!
    ~*~
    After I phoned Daddy and Mom, and told them I’m moving back to Noah’s, and that we’ve made peace, they seemed to relax.
    When we get back to Noah’s apartment he helps me unpack all my stuff. Once we’re done we decide to go to a nearby club to celebrate our new found peace.
    I really enjoyed going to the fair with him, and I’m hoping it will be the same tonight, that we will have some fun.
    I’m wearing my favorite denim jacket with no bra, a short skirt that falls to just above my knees with no panties, and my favorite boots. I’m hoping the thought of me not wearing any underwear will drive Noah wild. I saw his reaction and how turned on he got last night when he realized I wasn’t wearing any underwear. I loved it and I want him to fuck me hard tonight.
    When I come out of my room, I find Noah standing in the kitchen, leaning against a counter. His eyes roam over me and I see them heat with desire. I walk to where he’s standing and stand on my toes so I can reach his ear. “I’m not wearing any underwear,” I whisper and as I pull back I unbutton the one and only button, keeping the jacket fastened, and flash him.
    He takes a deep breath and grinds his teeth. Oh yeah, that’s the look I wanted.
    I do the button again and walk to the front door, but before I