“Please,” she whimpered, her voice shaky but desperate. “I need you to touch me.”
He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he walked around the bed, his fingers trailing along her inner thigh. Her skin was so soft, so fucking soft. He could feel her trembling beneath his touch, her hips twitching as she tried to push herself closer to him.
“You’re so fucking wet already,” he said, his voice dripping with hunger. He leaned down, his breath hot against her pussy. “I can smell you. You’re fucking dripping for me, aren’t you?”
She let out a moan, her head thrashing against the pillow. “Yes, yes, I’m so wet. Please, just fucking taste me.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. He gripped her thighs, spreading them wider, and buried his face between her legs. His tongue was rough and eager, licking up the length of her sex before plunging inside her. Her pussy was so fucking hot, so fucking tight, and he could feel her clench around his tongue as he fucked her with it.
“Oh god, yes!” she screamed, her back arching off the bed. “Fuck, your tongue feels so good. Please, don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”
He didn’t. He lapped at her pussy, his tongue moving in quick, sharp strokes. He could feel her getting closer, her moans getting louder, her body trembling more and more. When he pulled back, her pussy was glistening, her clit swollen and begging for attention.
“You’re so fucking close, aren’t you?” he asked, his voice dark and teasing. “You want to cum all over my face, don't you?”
“Yes, yes, I’m so close. Please, just let me cum. Please, let me cum on your tongue.”
He grinned, his mouth hovering over her clit. “Then fucking do it. Cum for me.”
His tongue flicked against her clit, quick and hard, and that was all it took. Her body went rigid, her scream echoing through the room as she came. Her pussy clenched around nothing, her juices spilling out as she shook with the force of her orgasm.
“That’s it,” he growled, his tongue lapping up every drop. “Fucking cum all over me. You taste so fucking good. I could eat this pussy all fucking day.”
Her body was still trembling when he pulled back, her breathing ragged. He moved up her body, his hands rough as he groped her tits. He pinched her nipples, hard, and she let out a sharp cry.
“You’re not done yet,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “I’m not done with you.”
He untied her silk restraints and flipped her over, her arse sticking up in the air. He grabbed her hips, pulling her back towards him. “You’re going to take every fucking inch of me. You’re going to scream my name until your throat is raw. And when I’m done with you, I’m going to cover that pretty fucking face with my cum. You hear me?”
“Yes, yes, please,” she begged, her voice trembling with need. “Fuck me. Please, just fuck me.”
He didn’t wait. He lined himself up with her pussy and thrust in, hard. She was so fucking tight, so fucking wet, and he groaned as her pussy stretched to take him. He didn’t give her time to adjust. He started fucking her, his hips slamming against her arse with every thrust.
“Oh god, yes!” she screamed, her fingers clutching at the sheets. “Fuck me harder. Please, God, harder.”
He grabbed her hair, yanking her head back. “You’re fucking mine,” he growled, his breath hot against her ear. “This pussy is fucking mine. You’re going to cum on my cock again. You’re going to scream my name.”
He fucked her harder, deeper, his cock hitting that spot inside her that made her see stars. Her moans were loud, desperate, and she could feel herself getting closer with every thrust.
“I’m going to cum,” she cried, her voice breaking. “Please, let me cum”
“Then fucking do it,” he snarled, his hips slamming into her. “Cum on my cock. Let me feel you.”
She came with a scream, her pussy clenching around his cock like a vice. He groaned, his thrusts growing more erratic as he chased his own release.
When he finally couldn’t hold back anymore, he pulled out with a rough groan, his cock throbbing as he flipped her onto her back and mounting her chest. He gripped her hair and aimed for her face. A couple of firm slow strokes and thick ropes of cum shot across her cheeks, her lips, her forehead, each pulse of his release marking her as his. She opened her mouth eagerly, catching as much as she could on her tongue, her eyes fluttering shut as she savored the taste of him.
He watched her with a dark, possessive hunger, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. “Look at you,” he muttered, his voice rough with satisfaction. “Covered in my cum. Every fucking drop belongs to me.”
She smiled up at him, her lips glistening with the proof of his release. “I’m yours,” she whispered, her voice soft but unwavering. “Always yours.”
He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. “Don’t forget it.” he growled. |
