Chapter Five

"Means I can go again," he interrupted, his voice rough. Before she could protest further, his hands clamped down on her hips, flipping her onto her back with effortless strength. The sudden movement **** a startled yelp from her lips as her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, her body arching when he sank back into her in one smooth thrust.

"James!" she gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders as he set a punishing pace immediately, his cock stretching her deliciously.

James’ grip tightened on Lily’s hips as he pulled her legs up, draping them over his shoulders with a rough, possessive growl. The shift in angle made her gasp—his cock speared deeper, the thick length of him pressing against spots inside her that had her seeing stars.

“Fuck—James—!” Lily’s back arched off the bed, her fingers scrambling for purchase in the tangled sheets as he began thrusting in earnest, each snap of his hips driving into her with bruising ****. The new position left her utterly exposed, her swollen clit rubbing against him with every punishing stroke, sending jolts of white-hot pleasure up her spine.

“That’s it, take it,” James gritted out, his voice ragged. His hands slid down to grip the backs of her thighs, spreading her wider as he fucked into her, the wet slap of skin-on-skin echoing through the room. “Gods, you’re so tight—still fucking clenching around me like you’re trying to milk me dry.”

Lily could only whimper in response, her breath coming in sharp, broken pants. The angle had her teetering on the edge already, her body strung tight with tension as pleasure coiled low in her belly.

Lily’s thoughts blurred between pleasure and concern—this wasn’t normal, he should’ve softened by now—but the relentless drag of James’ cock inside her drowned out reason. Her thighs trembled around his waist as he pistoned into her, the bedframe creaking under their weight. She could feel the way her body clung to him, slick and swollen from overstimulation, yet still pulsing greedily around his length.

“You’re—ah!—thinking too much,” James growled, his breath hot against her ear before he nipped at the sensitive skin of her neck. His hips snapped forward sharply, wrenching a choked moan from her throat.

“I—Merlin—James, you shouldn’t still be this hard—” Her protest dissolved into a gasp as he shifted, one hand sliding between them to circle her clit with rough, practiced strokes.

“Are you saying you want me to stop?” His voice was a dark tease, fingers pressing just hard enough to make her back arch off the mattress.

Lily’s nails raked down his shoulders. “N-no—fuck—don’t stop—”

James smirked, triumphant, and redoubled his efforts, his thrusts turning brutal, each one punching the air from her lungs.

James’ grip tightened on Lily’s hips as he slowed his thrusts just enough to drink in the sight of her beneath him—her flushed skin, the sweat glistening on her collarbone, the way her full breasts swayed with each ragged breath. Even after nearly two decades of marriage and raising Harry, she was still the most intoxicating woman he’d ever seen.

“Merlin, look at you,” he rasped, his voice thick with awe. His cock twitched inside her as his gaze raked over her body—the soft swell of her stomach, the curves that had only grown more lush with time, the way her nipples stood taut and pink against her heaving chest. “Fuck, Lily… you’re still so fucking perfect.”

Lily’s lips parted in a breathless moan as his thumbs brushed over her hips, his touch reverent even as his movements turned possessive. “James—”

“No, I mean it,” he growled, bending to capture one peaked nipple between his teeth, sucking hard enough to make her cry out. His tongue swirled over the sensitive bud before he pulled back, admiring the way her body arched toward him, **** for more. “You’re a goddess. My goddess.”

Her fingers tangled in his hair, tugging as he lavished attention on her breasts, his cock still buried deep inside her, throbbing relentlessly.

The wet, filthy squelch of James’ cock plunging into her overstimulated cunt filled the room, each thrust slick with the remnants of his previous releases. His semen clung to his shaft, mixing with Lily’s own arousal as he pistoned into her with unrelenting ****, the lewd sound only spurring him on.

“Fuck, listen to that,” James groaned, his voice ragged as he pulled back just enough to watch his glistening length disappear inside her again, her swollen folds clinging desperately to him. “You’re so fucking messy, Lily—taking me like you’re starving for it.”

Lily’s breath hitched, her thighs trembling as the obscene noise sent a fresh wave of heat through her. “Y-you’re the one who—ah!—won’t stop,” she gasped, her nails biting into his shoulders as he bottomed out inside her with a particularly brutal thrust.

James’ hips stuttered for just a second as Lily’s inner walls clenched around him, her body reacting instinctively to the filthy praise dripping from his lips. The thought flickered through her pleasure-fogged mind—Need to make sure I take the pregnancy prevention potion tomorrow—before another rough thrust scattered her focus entirely.

“That’s it, love,” James growled, his voice thick with lust as he dragged his cock nearly all the way out before slamming back in, the slap of skin on skin echoing off the walls. “Take every fucking inch.” His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her hips, leaving faint red marks in their wake as he held her steady beneath him.

Lily’s breath came in ragged gasps, her nails scraping down his sweat-slicked back as she arched into him. “James—fuck—you’re too—ah!—deep—”

He smirked, the arrogant bastard, and angled his hips just right, hitting that spot inside her that made her vision blur. “Too deep?” he taunted, grinding against her in slow, deliberate circles. “Or not deep enough?”

She choked on a moan, her thighs clamping around him as pleasure coiled tighter in her belly.

Lily’s back arched off the bed as James’ relentless rhythm sent shockwaves of pleasure through her, her fingers twisting in the sheets as she struggled to keep up with the brutal pace. “J-James—Merlin—you’re going to—ah!—break me—”

He chuckled darkly, his grip tightening on her hips as he pulled her harder onto his cock, the wet slap of their bodies colliding filling the room. “You love it,” he growled, his voice rough with need. “Love taking me like this, don’t you? Love feeling me ruin this perfect cunt.”

She couldn’t deny it—couldn’t even form words as another deep thrust stole her breath, her walls fluttering wildly around him. James groaned, his forehead pressing against hers as he slowed just enough to grind his pelvis against her clit, the rough friction wringing a broken cry from her lips.

“That’s it,” he murmured, his breath hot against her mouth. “Come on, Lily. Let go.

Lily’s entire body shuddered as James’ command sent a fresh wave of heat pulsing through her. Her fingers clawed at his back, **** for purchase as his cock stretched her impossibly wide, each thrust hitting so deep she swore she could feel him in her ribs.

“J-James—oh Merlin—!” Her voice broke as his hips snapped forward again, the thick ridge of his cockhead dragging against her swollen walls in a way that made her vision swim.

Lily’s body tightened around him, her muscles clenching in rhythmic pulses as she teetered on the edge. James could feel the pressure building, his own release coiling at the base of his spine, but he held on, determined to see her through first. “Come on, Lil,” he urged, his voice low and strained, his hips driving into her with unrelenting ****. “Let me feel you. Let me feel you come apart on my cock.”

“James—oh Merlin—fuck!” Her words tumbled out in a breathless jumble, her hands clawing at his back as her body arched beneath him. The room was filled with the wet, sloppy sounds of their lovemaking, each thrust pushing them closer to the edge. James’s grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pulled her onto his cock again and again, each impact sending shockwaves of pleasure through both of them.

“Now, Lily,” he growled, his voice rough with need. “Come now.” His hips snapped forward one last time, hitting that perfect spot inside her, and she shattered beneath him, her walls contracting around him like a vice. James let go then, his own release tearing through him as he buried himself deep inside her, his semen spilling into her in hot, pulsing jets.

Lily's scream tore through the bedroom as her orgasm ripped through her, her back arching violently off the sheets. James groaned through clenched teeth as her inner walls milked his cock, her body spasming around him in wave after wave of ecstasy. "That's it, love," he panted, his hips stuttering as he fought to prolong the moment, "take it all—Merlin, you feel incredible—"

Her fingernails scored deep red lines down his sweat-slicked back as she came down from her climax, her chest heaving. But James wasn't done—his cock remained rock-hard inside her, twitching against her oversensitive walls as he began moving again with slow, deep rolls of his hips. "J-James!" Lily gasped, her body jolting at the renewed stimulation, "you can't—I just—ah!—"

"I know," he growled, capturing her lips in a searing kiss as he ground his pelvis against her swollen clit, the rough friction drawing another broken whimper from her throat. His hands slid beneath her to grip her ass, lifting her slightly to change the angle. The new position made her gasp as the head of his cock dragged against that exquisite spot inside her that made her toes curl. "But you're not getting away that easy," he murmured against her mouth.

Lily’s breath hitched as James’ lips crashed back onto hers, his tongue claiming her mouth with the same possessive hunger as his cock claimed her body. The bed creaked beneath them, the headboard knocking rhythmically against the wall as he drove into her with slow, deep strokes—each one calculated to wring another whimper from her kiss-swollen lips.

Lily’s nails scraped down his sweat-slicked back, her thighs trembling around his waist as he rolled his hips in a slow, torturous grind. “James—oh Merlin—you’re going to kill me,” she gasped, her back arching off the bed as he hit that spot inside her that made stars burst behind her eyelids.