He pauses, rubbing my flesh. “A little more, beautiful.” Another round of lighter blows.
Tears sting my eyes, and the pain blossoms. I whimper and gasp. “Please.”
He pauses, kneading me. “Almost there. Relax for me.”
I feel swollen and hot and also on the verge of something satisfying.
He spanks me several more times on each side until I’m breathless and tears drip from my eyes.
“Oh, God. Please,” I rasp. “I’m close.” The words slip from my lips before I can stop them.
“Good.” He lays down several more firm spanks. “This ass is nice and warm,” he says, his voice thick with lust. “Lie on the bed and spread those long, pretty legs,” he says, lifting me up.
He sheds his clothes, and I do the same. I lie back on the bed and spread myself open for him. He drops down, that thick tongue parting the petals of my sex and sucking my clit. I arch, fisting the soft bedspread in my hands.
“Connor,” I gasp.
He raises his head and winks at me, then he lowers his mouth again. He delves inside of me, tasting my heat, my honey dripping on his tongue.
He’s aggressive, which I love. There’s an animal side of him, and that’s the side I’ve always been drawn to. My toes curl, and I shriek as he rubs my clit.
He growls. “I want to eat you out forever, but my cock is fucking throbbing for your sweet little pussy.”
“Fuck me,” I beg, desperate to feel him inside me again.
It’s all the invitation he needs. He crawls up my body. The head of his rock-hard cock is slick with pre-cum. It rests at my entrance for a moment before it slides inside.
“That tight fit feels so good,” he groans. He shakes his head. “I knew it would be good between us. But I didn’t know it would be this good.”
He leans down and crushes his lips against mine, sucking my tongue into his mouth before he plunges farther. It’s exquisite to feel him that deep. I grip his muscular ass and squeeze, encouraging him to take me harder.
He pumps in and out, causing us both to throb and pant.
“You gonna let me fuck you however I want?”
“Yes,” I gasp.
“Good girl,” he says, then he sucks on my neck, while he drives deep.
His body rubs relentlessly over my tender clit until I’m writhing desperately and close to coming. He grips my ass. I sink my teeth into my lower lip.
“Sore?”
“Yes.”
“Good. I want you sore inside and out. I want you to feel me, where I’ve punished and where I’ve fucked you.”
I shatter, drenching his cock.
“Mmm. God, yes,” he says. He flips me over and drags me up by the hips. “Relax for me,” he says, the head of his cock at my tiny asshole.
I relax as much as I can for him. But when he pushes forward and the ring stretches around him, I shudder. “Oh, God. Connor,” I groan.
He rubs small circles on my back until the burning sensation eases. “Relax your shoulders and rest your chest on the bed.”
His voice is even and encouraging. I concentrate on relaxing all my muscles.
“Good girl,” he says, pulling back and then easing forward.
