I Die to Rise: Resurrection System-Chapter 69: Zoom Zoom! [+18][Bonus]

Kurt grinned against Lizzie’s lips, the sweet candy taste of her, flooding his senses.

"You may continue," she whispered in a breathless giggle that turned into a moan as he captured her mouth again.

He kissed her hard, hungry, one hand tangled in her chaotic strawberry blonde hair, the other gripping her ass like it was the only thing keeping him grounded.

Lizzie kissed back eagerly, teeth nipping his lower lip, tongue darting in to tease and retreat, her legs locked tight around his waist. She ground against him shamelessly, hips rolling in sharp, erratic bursts that made his cock throb painfully against his pants.

"Fuck, Lizzie," he growled into her mouth, breaking the kiss just long enough to trail hot, open-mouthed bites down her neck. She arched, head falling back, a high-pitched laugh bubbling out as his teeth grazed her collarbone.

"Harder! Bite me all over!" she demanded, nails digging into his shoulders, scratching red lines that stung in the best way. Her body writhed in his hold, small but fierce, every twist sending sparks straight to his groin.

Kurt obliged, sucking a mark into her pale skin until it left a dark bruise. Lizzie gasped, then giggled wildly, her legs squeezing him tighter. "Oh boy!"

He carried her to the bed without breaking stride, her weight nothing in his arms. And when he tossed her down, she bounced once, just like she wanted, landing on her back with legs spread, eyes gleaming with unhinged delight.

The sheet tangled around her hips, but she kicked it away, sitting up to yank her top over her head in one frantic motion.

She was topless now, small breasts with hard nipples begging for attention. Kurt shrugged off his pants in a hurried kick, and his cock sprang free, thick and erect, curving slightly upward with need.

Lizzie’s eyes lit up like fireworks. "Ooooh, look at that! Jasper’s ready to play!" She licked her lips, crawling forward on the bed, but Kurt was faster.

He grabbed her ankles, yanking her to the edge. Lizzie squealed in delight, legs wrapping around his waist again as he lifted her clean off the mattress. Her ass fit perfectly in his hands, soft and firm, and he squeezed hard enough to make her moan.

"Mhmm, Like this! fuck me like this!" she begged, voice pitching high and frantic, hands clawing at his back.

Kurt didn’t need telling twice. He positioned himself at her entrance, she was soaked, dripping down her thighs, and thrust up in one smooth, powerful motion.

Lizzie’s head snapped back, a sharp cry ripping from her throat as he stretched her, filling her completely. "Holy SHIT Jasper’s a beast! This is—oh fuck—this is like riding a ROCKET! Zoom zoom!"

"Zoom zoom?" He grinned as he held her there, buried so deep he felt his tip press against her cervix, savoring the tight heat clenching around him.

Then he started moving, lifting her slightly, slamming her back down onto his cock in deep, punishing strokes. Each thrust lifted her body, her breasts bouncing with each impact, her moans turning to breathless giggles and gasps.

Leaning in with a hungry growl, he captured her left nipple between his teeth, biting down hard enough to send electric sparks of pleasure-pain shooting straight to her clit.

Then his tongue began to swirl and flick the sensitive peak in relentless, teasing circles while he kept pounding her senseless.

Thanks to her size, it was extremely easy to lift and drop her clenching pussy down his throbbing length in a savage rhythm that made her whole body tremble even as he kept swirling his tongue around her nipple.

"Harder! Faster! Both!" she chanted, nails raking his shoulders, legs locked like a vice. Her hips bucked to meet him, chaotic and desperate, grinding down to take him deeper.

Kurt growled, pace turning brutal. He bounced her on his cock, hands gripping her ass so hard it left a bruise. The slap of skin on skin echoing in the room. Sweat slicked their bodies, her wetness coating him, dripping down his thighs.

Lizzie’s laughs turned to moans, high and broken. "Yes-yes-yes! Right there. Fuck me stupid Kurt!"

One of her legs slipped from his waist, dropping to the floor for leverage. She stood on one foot now, the other still hooked over his hip, body arched in an impossible angle.

Kurt adjusted instantly, crouching lower, knees bending to keep thrusting deep, one hand sliding to support her thigh while the other pinned her ass.

The new position hit deeper, and Lizzie’s eyes rolled back. "Oh fuck, I like that! Don’t stop that!"

He didn’t. He pounded into her relentlessly, cock dragging against every sensitive spot, her walls fluttering around him. Her standing leg trembled, toes curling against the floor, but she pushed back, meeting every thrust with wild abandon.

"Close... so close... make me explode!" she gasped, voice caught between moans, cries, and laughter.

"Look at me," Kurt growled, and Lizzie’s eyes snapped open, wild, unfocused, pupils blown. "I want to see you break."

"Already broken," she gasped, grinning through tears of pleasure.

Kurt leaned in, capturing her mouth in a messy kiss, while one hand slipped between them, thumb finding her clit and rubbing hard circles.

Lizzie shattered there and then.

Her body seized, walls clamping down hard against him as she came with a scream that was half-laugh, half-sob. "Shit! Shit! Shiiiiit!"

Waves of pleasure rolled through her, wetness gushing down his cock as she squirted, thighs shaking violently.

Kurt held her through it, thrusting slower but deeper, drawing out every spasm until she went limp in his arms, head lolling against his shoulder with breathless giggles.

Kurt stayed buried inside her, feeling her walls still fluttering around him in aftershocks. Lizzie whimpered, oversensitive, trying to squirm away, but he held her hips firm.

"Too much too much too—oh fuck—" Her protests dissolved into helpless giggles as he gave one final slow, hard thrust.

"Holy... shit..." she panted, legs finally giving out.

Kurt lowered her gently to the bed, still buried inside. Then he retreated from her tight heat slowly and collapsed beside her, his cock still achingly hard.

As extremely difficult as it was, he’d held back deliberately, some superstitious part of him believing if he finished, the clock would run out faster. They lay tangled, chests heaving, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his scars.

"Best. Possible Last night. Ever," Lizzie murmured, nuzzling his neck.

Kurt stared at the ceiling, still breathing hard, when a hand popped up beside him.

"High five?" Lizzie asked, chest also heaving.

"Why not." Kurt grinned and gave her a high five and her hand collapsed back to the bed.

"You know, you didn’t cum, and I could feel ya throbbing so hard like a power drill," Lizzie said, staring at the ceiling as well. "A little rub-a-dub-dub and you’ll be spilling all over my hand if you’re up for it." She gestured with her hands, moving it up and down while staring at Kurt now.

"I guess if I’ve got something to look forward to then my chances of surviving this will be higher?" He turns to look at her. "Does that make any bloody sense?"

"I guess," Lizzie said, and the sudden calm in her voice, almost threw him off more than the sex had.

Kurt took a look at the timer and it was exactly 24 hours left until the banishment duration was up. "We should probably get out of here."

"Yeah... but the bed’s soooo comfortable." She groaned.

Footsteps echoed softly down the hallway outside, causing both of them to freeze instantly. Emma’s voice came through, muffled: "Where the hell did Kurt go?"

Cassandra’s reply sent a chill down Kurt’s spine: "I don’t know, but if he’s in my room—"

The footsteps continued past the door, fading slowly as they moved further away.

Lizzie let out a slow, steady exhale, the tension in her chest easing just a fraction. "Okay, NOW we should go," she whispered.

Without hesitation, she pushed herself off the bed and reached for her underwear and dress.