His menaced laugh lingers in the air. “One that my dick will provide, where…?” His cheek and nose crinkle to one side. “You’ll find out.”
Letting my hand kink guide me, I rock my hips, brushing my clit against his palm repeatedly to get myself off while his finger curls inside me. He leans in, kissing and biting my lower lip as he pushes two extra fingers inside my pussy and starts pumping them delectably.
As pleasure washes all over me, I moan.
I’m consumed by the soft texture of his lips, gliding against mine as our tongues tangle, exploring each other. Why does it feel so passionate with him all over again? The knot in my core tightens and threatens to snap as he curls his fingers. The pad of his thumb rubs over my taut back hole.
Crescent marks decorate his shoulder as I dig my nails farther and he growls at me. By his satisfied expression, he seems thankful for my bloody souvenirs.
He finger fucks me, strumming against my inner walls in a glorious rhythm. “It’s my hand in there. My fingers are inside you. The ones you like to watch continuously.” He whispers into my ear, making me quiver in his embrace.
With no warning, he gathers my arousal on his middle finger and penetrates my back hole, slowly pushing in deeper and deeper. I grind against his fingers, gliding in and out of my dripping holes as he moves them in sync and the sloppy sounds drift to my ears in pleasurable currents.
“Mmm,” I moan in pleasure. “I’m going to c-come.”
“Hold it,” he commands before he pulls me into his arms, tosses me onto the mattress, and climbs on top. Flustered, my cheeks turn rosy as his calm sedating tone engulfs me. My pussy is aching and waiting to feel his touch again, knowing I will combust in seconds.
“You have no idea how fucking touch-starved you are.” He licks a line that travels from one nipple to the other. “But don’t worry, I’ll touch that broken memory and turn it into pleasure. You don’t need to do anything, just feel me.”
He drags his sexy hands over my skin, waking goosebumps accompanied by shivers. A hunger threatens to escape his heated eyes that peer at me like I’m a meal he needs to feast on while he continues to draw soothing patterns.
Linking both of my wrists over my head, he locks his palm around them and pins me to the mattress. Scattering bruises across my collarbone, his teeth pay each one with care and precision. I gasp in frustration. Moving down, his teeth clasp around my nipple hard, making me jerk in his grip as the sting and the pain turn into pleasure. He does the same to the other and tears me apart with his vicious teeth once more.
It’s like being sucked into a nightmare, getting lost in it only to find it’s what I craved all along.
I cry out a whimper, feeling his roughness all over my skin.
He slithers lower, releasing my arms yet squeezing my throat twice as his mouth lands on my stomach, licking a line downward. He doesn’t waste a moment. Forcing my legs apart and holding me wide, he bites my lush thigh teasinglybefore he leaves open-mouth kisses across my inner side.
He inserts two fingers inside me and works them faster with each pump, thoroughly reaching deeper and deeper as my clit is being devoured by those delicious lips and the lip ring that makes my eyes roll to the back of my head.
A deep, reluctant groan sounds in the back of my throat, then a half cry and a half moan as my vision gets clouded.
He rises from between my legs to lick a line across my lower belly and looks into my eyes for a moment, enhancing my pleasure before he dives back. I moan as my hands run through his disheveled hair and he picks up the pace. “AHH.”
His fingers are searching for something inside me, tapping my front wall eagerly and curling toward my belly button in a “come here” motion. I arch my back and stretch my neck as the pleasant sensation tickles me down to my toes.
“You’re so tight, taking my hands like a wet slut deep inside you.” The way his raspy voice spills those words out is making my eyes clench shut. “You know what I want, Blakely?”
What? I respond inwardly.
“I want everyone in this motel to remember my name in the morning after hearing you scream it all night.”
Yes…
“I want your pussy to be so full of me, spasming uncontrollably around my hard throbbing cock.”
Don’t stop, tell me more.
“I want to watch your face as pleasure consumes you.”
I gasp as the pleasure heightens, nearing a peak.
“I want to squeeze your throat and watchyour pussy clench again, needing my cock like oxygen because I will force those orgasms that belong to me out of your dirty pussy repeatedly.”
When I make a throaty, pleasured moan he doubles his efforts. The way he applies doses of pressure to his movements throws me into a fierce orgasm.
“I want to hear all those beautiful sounds you make echoing against my skin.” He continues. “Don’t think that I will stop for a moment. I won’t stop until we are passed out with my cum leaking out of you.” His fingers hit that spot. “If you’d show an ounce of defiance I will fuck you harder.”
