“Yes,”she said. “Don’t let me think. Don’t let me remember what happened today. Whip me and hurt me andtake me so hardthat there is nothing left of me to be afraid.”
He ducked his head and bit the muscle on the cap of her shoulder hard enough to leave a mark.
She groaned, stretching her neck. “And I’ll do the same for you.”
She understood.
Maxence straddled her thighs again and slapped her ass three times on each side with the belt, listening to the music of her whimpers and gasps as he turned her flesh pretty and pink.
After the last one, she was arching her back, and the slit of her entrance glistened with slick dew. He threw the belt aside and used his thumb, running it through her folds and massaging the stiff nub of her clit inside until she was leaning back against his hand, trying to push herself onto his thumb.
He kneeled behind her and did the same with his cock, running the head of it through her softness, pulling away as she tried to push back onto him, until her back was arched and her forehead was pressed against the mattress, nearly sobbing with need.
Maxence bent over her back, the thick metal chain of the carcanet hanging from his neck and resting on her skin. He grabbed her hair in his fist to control her but lifted her body with his arm around her chest. He leaned back, sitting on his heels and dragging her upright with him with the head of his cock just pressed against her entrance.
As she settled back onto her knees, she was impaled on the stiff spear of his cock.
Her back arched as she lowered herself onto him, a catch in her voice as she whispered, “God,yes.Dothat.”
He pressed her onto him and held her down by her hips, his upper hand dipping to cup her breasts and then pinch the tight pebbles of her nipples, letting her grind against his shaft and balls.
She reached around behind her with both hands, holding onto his waist and hips, first with her fingers and then with the sharp pinpricks of her nails.
He’d wound her up hard, and within minutes, she was writhing and crying out, her hips twisting and her nails biting into his ass as her core pulsed around him.
Maxence bit his lip and breathed down into his stomach, shutting his eyes tightly so he wouldn’t finish yet.
She collapsed, going limp in his arms, suddenly boneless and semi-conscious.
He lifted her off of him and laid her on the bed, where her arms flopped out from her sides. She was still panting, her flanks rising and falling, and her eyes were squeezed shut.
Maxence crawled on top of her, his thick shaft rubbing against her stomach.
She mumbled, “You didn’t finish?”
He whispered in her ear. “I want your ass.”
She gasped, and her eyelids fluttered and then closed. “Yes.” And then softer,“Finally.”
He backed off and reached into the drawer of the nightstand beside the bed, finding the half-empty tube of lubricant he’d utilized over the last month when he’d used toys on her, first on her clit and then her ass, getting her used to it.
She came so hard with a plug in her ass.
He wanted to see what she would do with his cock buried deep inside her.
He lifted her knees and pressed them to her chest, folding her up so that her ass was open to him. He started with a squeeze of the gel on his fingertip, slicking it over her tiny little asshole and then pressing with just his fingertip. “Relax and push back against me. I won’t take you until you’re ready.”
With her eyes still closed, her body strained, and her ass softened as he inserted just the tip of his finger inside her and began to massage the tight ring of muscle there.
Her thighs opened, her legs widening and dropping to her sides as she stretched her neck, breathing deeply. “Oh, wow. That feels good. Why does it feel sogood?”
“Nerve endings,” he said, watching his finger penetrate farther inside her as he stroked carefully and softly. He could hardly wait to see his dick pressed into her like that, and holding back was getting harder and harder.
Speaking of harder and harder—
The head of his cock was purple, he was so engorged. He resisted the urge to grab himself in his fist and finish himself off, spurting on her stomach to mark her as his.
He’d done that often enough. He was going to enjoy the sweet globes of her ass around his cock.
