I lean my body weight against her and hold her with one hand while the other unzips my jeans. I pull them down just enough to let my cock spring free of its restraint. While the chilly night air feels amazing on my heated skin, I want her hot pussy on me.
I set her down again to take her pants off. She gasps from the cold, and I feel bad when she crosses her legs and starts to shiver.
“I’m sorry, baby,” I say gently, picking her up again. “You’ll be warm in a minute.”
Her teeth sink into her plush bottom lip. God, I want to suck on it so bad, but I'll wait. I want to enjoy this with my mask on first.
I position my hips so her clit just barely grazes the piercing on the tip of my dick. We both shiver from the slight contact.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” she whispers, grinding her hips to get some friction.
I groan at her words and grab myself at the base before gently guiding myself inside of her warm heat. She lets out the sweetest moan, which contrasts with the feral growl that rips from my throat.
“Goddammit, baby,” I groan, trying to catch my breath. “You feel so fucking good.”
I’ve been hard since breakfast; I’ve waited hours to be buried deep inside my girl, and now I'm taking what I want.
Without waiting for her to be ready, I start pumping my hips. Her eyes widen as she grips my shoulders, digging her fingernails into them through my shirt.
The pain feels so fucking good. I hope she leaves little bloody imprints in my skin—I want to get them tattooed on me.
How did I get so lucky to find someone who loves pain just as much as I do?
“Harder,” I groan pathetically.
Knowing exactly what I want her to do, she sinks her nails harder into my shoulders, and I swear her pussy starts weeping when she does. Her sweet juices flow down my shaft and soak into the thick fabric of my jeans. I want to taste her so bad, but first, I want her to come on my cock.
Essence closes her eyes and lets her head fall back against the tree.
“Dante,” she moans, grinding her hips harder against me.
Fuck, I love the way she says my name.
Her warm pussy feels so fucking good on my cock, relieving the ache I’ve had all day from waiting to bury myself deep inside of her.
With her in this position, I can feel myself hitting her cervix. It feels good for the both of us right now, but I know she’s going to be in so much pain later, so I try not to be too rough. It’s hard, though, when I have her like this, fucking my seed into her.
How much longer will I have to wait until she’s pregnant? She says she’s not ready, but she’ll make an amazing mother. When Leo would have playdates with Matthew, I’d sit and just watch her for the couple hours we spent together.
There is nothing and no one else in the world more perfect than my flower.
“Fuck me harder, Dante,” she whines, squeezing her thighs tighter around me and pulling me closer. “Hurt me harder.”
Fuck, those words.
Without giving it another thought, I rip the mask off and sink my teeth deep into the soft, sweet flesh of her neck. She cries out from the pain but grinds her hips harder and faster against mine. I keep biting down until the sharp, coppery taste of her blood bursts over my tongue.
For a second, I think I’m going to come but it doesn’t happen. The next second, I explode with a roar that echoes throughoutthe darkness of the woods. Essence’s screams follow suit, the two of us creating the most beautiful melody together.
“Dante, fuck, Dante,” she moans over and over, grabbing me everywhere like she can’t figure out where to touch me.
My hips stutter as I empty myself inside of her. Essence’s warm juices squirt out of her pussy and completely soak the front of my pants.
When I can’t move anymore, I drop my head into the crook of her neck. My cum is still dripping out of me, so I keep us up against the tree until I start to get soft.
As soon as I pull out of her, my seed flows out of her warm sex and down her legs like a white river. She bends over to look at the mess I’ve made of her, and her cheeks redden at the sight.
“Look at me, Essence,” I command her darkly.
