“You justhaveto say shit like that to completely contradict your nature, don’t you?” she says.
My smirk broadens at her words. “And what exactly is mynature?”
She aligns her face with mine. “An unyielding one,” she whispers.
I bite her lower lip and bring my cock over her entrance. “Is that supposed to be a compliment?”
She leans in further. “It can be whatever the hell you want it to be.” She hisses as she takes me in, then stops halfway before rising a little.
“Make it fit, Little Swan,” I tell her. “Because you don’t want me to be the one to do it for you, trust me.”
She grits her teeth and slides her pussy over my crown, then pushes herself down in a single thrust.
“Fuck!” she all but screams, just as I grunt and remove my hold on my dick.
Cignette shudders, then rises again, right before slamming down all the way.
“God,yes,” I groan. “You take me so fucking well, sweetheart.” I grab her ass and spread her cheeks, just as she starts a slow up-and-down rhythm, clenching her walls around me in a way that makes my spine tingle.
“Ride me,” I order, then spank her once. “And don’t stop until you’re done using me.”
Her breasts move in time with her hips as she fucks my cock, and every time she takes me in from tip to base, the insides of her thighs slap against mine.
My body contracts in response to her movements, and causes bouts of pain to cut through my left side, but I ignore them.
Our breathing is erratic – a desynced harmony that reverberates through the room.
Cignette rides me faster, and I feel her clench around me. My balls tighten in response – because the constraint around my dick feels so damnnice– and my stomach knots as my orgasm builds.
“God, that piercing hitssogood,” she rasps, and starts moving her hips in deep, slow circles. She then wraps her fingers around my throat – surprising me – and puts enough pressure that it stops my proper breathing pattern.
I draw even closer to my release. “Tighter,” I tell her. “Squeeze tighter.”
She grins and presses her fingers further into my skin, then rocks against me harder. She’s so fucking wet that I can feel her dripping down to my sack, and it only serves to make me wild for her.
I’m way past the point of sanity right now, and I can see nothing but my need to let go.
I cup her breasts and pinch her nipples, making her tremble as pain mixes in with her growing pleasure.
She lets go of my throat and fists my hair with both hands, then crashes her mouth down to mine before forcing my lips open for hers.
I groan as I kiss her back, then bring a hand down between us to slap her clit with my fingers.
“Fuck you,” she hisses, and tugs painfully at my hair, making me laugh a little. She’s riding me with unrelenting speed, and we’re sweating, despite the room being cold.
“That’s what you get for being a good little slut for my cock,” I tell her, then start rubbing her clit because I’m seconds away from my release.
She shudders again, then clenches around me a second time, right before tipping her head back and screaming my name.
My shoulders stiffen; my hips draw up. And just like that, I join her, shooting my load into her cunt.
Somewhere between coming, we start kissing again, and every little whimper Cignette lets out, I swallow it eagerly, because I fucking relish the idea ofmebeing the one to have coaxed them out of her.
“Fuck,” I breathe, and touch my forehead to hers. She’s panting, and her damp body all but molds into mine when I let go of her ass and wrap my arms around her waist.
“Fuck is right,” she answers, making me chuckle.
We’re silent for a while, with only the sounds of our steadying breaths, and the chirping of birds outside keeping us company.
