All Falls Down

Beast

Summer moans underneath me. Her beautiful light brown skin is covered in sweat.

The curly pieces of her braids stick to her glistening body. Her mouth is open and her brows are pinched. My hand is wrapped around her neck as I thrust into her. Each movement causes her round breasts to jiggle. She looks absolutely gorgeous.

"This is a sin. You will burn in hell for this,"Mother growls.

"Gladly," I murmur.

Four days after the events at her mother's house we spent our morning like most mornings. Instead of me waking her up with my tongue buried in her sweet pussy, I awoke to her warm mouth wrapped around my cock. I quickly flipped her over and buried myself inside her.

Staring down at the woman I love more than life itself as she takes my dick fills me with a sense of calmness. I lift her hips higher off the bed, folding her even more in half. Her knees are pressed against her chest and her feet are near my left ear.

"You're too loud, Summer. I don't want my son to come in here," I tease as I drill into her rapidly. My balls clap against her ass.

She continues to moan and whimper.

"Take some out, baby. Take some out," she cries.

I slow down my strokes, only feeding her half of my cock.

"Are you telling me what I can and can't do with my pussy now?" I growl.

She tries to shake her head, but my hand around her neck tightens. I smack her ass and then rub the sting away.

"Is it mine, Summer?"

"Yes, Gabriel. Yes," she whimpers as I continue to slowly move in and out of her.

I grin as I run my hand through my hair, pushing the wet strands out of my face.

"Then don't tell me how to fuck it," I push all the way in until my pelvis is pressed against her.

I go back to my fast pace, drilling into the ecstasy that is between her legs. Sticking my finger in my mouth, I get it good and wet before bringing it down to her puckered hole. Slowly, I press it at her star before pushing it in.

She coos and bucks as I work her bottom with my digit. She's nearing her third release.

"Come on my cock," I demand.

"I can't. I can't do it again."

"Don't tell me you can't. Yes, you can." I stroke into her faster. "Wet my dick up, baby."

I look down at where our bodies connect, getting a glance at that pink center. My dick is soaked in her moisture, but I want more.

Summer starts to shake letting me know she's right where I want her to be.

"Gabriel," she squeals my name.

"That's right. Be a good girl. Come all over me."

She screams as she soaks me up. Her walls convulse around my length squeezing it tighter than a lover's embrace. I lose my control. I let her neck go as I pin her legs to the side, allowing me a different angle. Summer claws at the sheets as I piston into her depths.

"Yes. Yes, don't stop," she cries as I drive into her faster and faster.

I can feel my release coming. The soles of my feet tingle. The feeling works its way up causing my stomach muscles to tighten.

"Tell me you love me," I plead as I chase my own ending.

"I love you…….Uh….yes….. I love you," she cries out.

My toes curl, my back bows, and with a roar, my cum shoots out of me and bathes her walls. I unload everything I have inside her.

I collapse down to the bed beside her, immediately pulling her into me. While placing kisses on her lips, I run my hand down her sweaty back.

"Good morning," she says with a huge smile. I grin too.

"I can get use to a good morning like this."

She leans in to kiss me again just as a soft knock interrupts us.

"Mama, Hulk, are you two finished playing?" My son's soft voice comes through the door.

Summer looks at me and then buries her face in my chest. Her body vibrates with her laugher.

"We're done now, kid." I call out to him.

"Well, can I have some cereal now."

Summer lifts her head. "I'm coming, baby. Go on downstairs."

Gabe's footsteps retreat from the door. Summer goes to get up, but I pull her back, not ready for her to move.

"Gabriel, I have to go," she chuckles. "Your child needs to eat."

I place another kiss on her lips, this time running my tongue over hers. She moans, making my dick hard again.

"Oh no," she says pushing up off me. "Ms. Kitty is tapping out. She needs a break." I let her get up. She grabs my shirt off the floor and puts it on.

"I'm going to feed him. You can shower and meet us downstairs." I watch as she walks out of the bedroom, the bottom of my shirt touching her knees.

I quickly climb out of bed and stretch. My phone goes off on the nightstand, but I ignore it. I head to the shower to wash this morning's festivities off.

Twenty minutes later, I walk out the bathroom fully dressed. Once again, my phone rings on the nightstand. I don't have to guess who it is. There are only two people that know that number and one of them is in the house with me.

Picking up the phone I answer as I make my way downstairs.

"It's been a while, Maksim."

I immediately notice his heavy breathing through the phone. It sounds like he's running.

"Beastie, you didn't listen," he huffs.

"And what was I supposed to listen to?" I ask as I step off the bottom step and into the kitchen.

"I told you what would happen if you kicked a hornet's nest."

I freeze in my tracks. My body goes on high alert.

"Everything okay?" Summer asks. She's standing by the stove flipping pancakes.

I nod my head, trying not to alert her, as I walk past Gabe at the kitchen table to the patio windows. I scan the backyard.

"Is this the phone call when you finally tell me your decision?" I keep my eyes on the yard scanning between the tree line behind the house.

"Yes," he says, with a grunt as if he hit something or fell.

"Well, what is it? Friend or Foe, Maksim?"

A beat of silence floats between us as I continue to take in the surroundings of the backyard. Then I spot it, a light flash from the roof top a few houses down.

"Friend," Maksim says. "Now get your family down."

I drop the phone and immediately turn in the direction of the two most important people in my life. It's then I spot the red dot on Summer. I take off running toward her just as the patio doors shatter. Leaping across the table in one bound, I tackle Summer to the floor.

"Get down, Gabe," I shout to my son.

Another bullet flies through the air hitting the wall over my head. I pull Summer around the corner before going to grab my son. He's on the floor with his hands over his ears rocking. I scoop him up in my arms and dive back around the corner rolling Gabe on top of me.

He climbs to his feet, and I kneel in front of him.

"When I tell you to, I want you to run up the stairs to your mom's room and hide in the closet until I come for you. Do you understand." He looks down at my shirt.

"You're bleeding, Hulk." I look down at the bloodstains on my shirt. My head drops and fear like none other hits me.

"It's not mine."

He tries to look past me at his mother. I block his view. I don't want him to see her like that. I'm not even ready to face her.

I swallow around the lump forming in my throat. "Are you ready to run?"

He nods his head with tears in his eyes. I have to fight back my own emotions.

"Run," I tell him as I step around the corner to block the stairs. If anyone else shoots, it will be me that gets hit. I wait for the pain of the bullet. Yet, nothing happens. Gabe rushes up the stairs and to the bedroom. As soon as I hear the bedroom door shut, I turn back to Summer.

Her body is so still. I drop to my knees at her side, a puddle of blood is surrounding her. There's a bullet wound in her upper chest. I place my hand over it applying pressure.

"No. Please no," I beg.

My brain flashes to images of George's crushed body in my hand.

"I told you, you're not meant for happiness. That demon in you can never touch the light." Mother cackles. "Let me in, Boy. Let me stay." Her voice turns into that deep sinister voice.

The same voice that told me at three years old to stab the neighbor's mean dog forty-two times.

When mother found me covered in blood with a bloody ice pic in my hands, she immediately locked me up. That's when the abuse really picked up. That's when she knew I was evil.

As I watch the rise and fall of Summer's chest slow down more and more until it stops. I can feel every part of me that was sane slowly seep away. Finally, only the true beast remains.