Georgia’s POV
Everything around was blurring, like the world itself was fading, except for the man in front of .
Nick was true to his promise.
He held with effortless strength, lifting up and down on his hard cock like I weighed nothing, making bounce as he thrust deeper, harder, deeper again.
His grip was sure, his rhythm brutal and perfect. And God... those arms, hard as stone and wrapped in tension—were sculpted from hours of strength and discipline in the gym. I could feel it every ti I touched them, every ti I clung to him.
I didn’t know where to place my hands, his shoulders, his neck, his back; every inch of him was burning hot. But nothing grounded . The pleasure was so intense I needed to grab sothing, grip sothing, or I’d lose my mind.
It was overwhelming. Almost too much. I swear I was going to die from this. Die from the way he moved inside , like he knew exactly how to unfold every last piece of .
"Fuck, Georgia... your pussy’s still so damn tight, so soft," he growled, voice strained with control as his eyes locked on mine. "Love it when you’re this wet. You feel... fucking perfect."
That look he gave , dark, hungry, obsessed, set my entire body ablaze. The way he wanted ... it made my own desire multiply. I couldn’t stop moaning. Couldn’t stop begging.
"Ahh... fuck ... it feels so good..." My voice was broken, ragged. Moans tumbled out like my lungs were on fire.
Then he pulled down hard—and I felt him fill to the hilt.
"AHHH!" I cried out, my head snapping back.
It was a collision of pain and pleasure that stole the air from my lungs. He was so deep—so deep—I swore he touched sothing I didn’t even know could be reached. My stomach turned, my core clenched violently around him.
"F-Fuck... you’re so deep... ahh!" I whimpered, and then he did it again.
One sharp, unforgiving thrust—and I shattered.
My body was spent. My nails dug into his shoulders. My vision blackened at the edges. I was light. Air. Heat. I was about to faint, and I didn’t even care. If this was dying, then let it happen now.
That’s when I felt it—the build. That euphoric, uncontrollable wave rising higher and higher inside as he hit that spot again.
Again.
And again.
"Oh god..." I gasped, my eyes rolling back as my body seized with ecstasy. I think he knew exactly what was happening.
Nick smirked up at , that cocky gleam in his eyes like he owned my body now.
"Does it feel good?" he asked, voice low and taunting.
I couldn’t answer.
I couldn’t speak.
All I could do was moan as he plunged into again—his cock stretching and filling until there was no more space to take him.
"Co for , Georgia..." he growled, his breath hot against my skin. "I want to feel that pussy pulse—squeeze deep. Give it to , baby..."
As if I had any control left.
He was ruthless. Relentless. Every thrust was designed to ruin , to push closer and closer until I broke. And God, I wanted to break.
"Shit! Ahh!" I cried out, unable to form the words that were clawing at my throat. I couldn’t warn him. I couldn’t speak. I could only feel.
And then—I exploded.
The pressure snapped inside like a dam bursting, and I ca so hard I thought I was going to black out. My arms locked around his neck, my face buried against the crook of it as I clung to him, trembling and pulsing with every wave of my orgasm.
My walls tightened, squeezing him again and again, desperate and greedy. My legs shook violently, and my toes went numb from the sheer force of it. It didn’t stop. It just kept going—longer, deeper, hotter—until I was left gasping for air, completely dazed.
I could barely think. I was floating.
Then I felt him move.
The soft splash of water t my ears, and I realized—he was walking. Still holding . Still inside .
My heart stuttered. I managed to tilt my head and saw where we were going—deeper into the spring.
He hadn’t pulled out. He hadn’t co yet.
And as we sank into the water, surrounded by groundwater, one thought scread in my mind: Oh god... what are we about to do next?
My body was already wrecked, but my mind? It was spiraling.
I should be thinking about what just happened. I should be catching my breath, coming down from that orgasm. But no—I was already thinking about what he’d do next. What position would he take in? How he’d make moan, scream, beg all over again.
What the hell is wrong with ? I feel like I am really becoming a pervert that only has eyes and lust for him.
Oh my God! I must be a slut in my past life, but I don’t care, I am his slut, his only.
I never used to think like this. Not even with Raymond. And yet with Nick... every glance, every touch, every word sent my mind spinning straight to sin.
He’s changing .
No—he’s awakening sothing in .
Nick stopped right in the center of the spring, where the water lapped just beneath his chest.
I was still trembling in his arms—my limbs heavy, my mind foggy from the orgasm he just pulled out of . I couldn’t even speak properly. I was floating.
He reached up and gently wiped the sweat from my brow.
"Ready for the next round?" he asked, almost teasing. But beneath it, there was hunger.
My lips parted, but no words ca out.
He must’ve noticed the dazed look in my eyes, because he leaned in and kissed . A slow, grounding kiss that brought back to myself—and right back into his dangerous orbit.
"Still with , baby?" he murmured as he pulled away, his lips brushing mine. "I told you... we’re doing this until sunrise."
I blinked, barely catching my breath. "I—I’m okay," I managed to whisper, though my voice betrayed . I didn’t sound okay. I sounded wrecked... and wanting more.
His smirk was wicked. Possessive. Almost proud.
"Good," he said, pressing tighter against him. "Because I want you to feel every inch of , again and again, until your body rembers better than anything else."
He leaned close, his words hot against my ear.
"I want your pussy to crave . I want you to ache when I’m not inside you. I want you so ruined by my cock that no one else could ever make you feel this way."
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Author’s Note: 7/31/2025
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