“I’m going to hold your arms behind your back and fuck your needy arse.”
“Yes, please, Sir. I’d like that.”
He chuckles. “Just like?”
“I’d love it. I’d fucking love it, Sir.”
He takes hold of my wrists and gently pulls my arms so my hands are held on either side of my hips. My chest muscles ache slightly, but I don’t care. He tips me forward, pushing my cheek against the mattress with my arse in the air.
“You’re so perfect.” He nudges the damp head of his cock against my hole.
“So are you, Sir.”
He enters me, ramming his length inside me in one long, firm stroke. I gasp and then groan as his cock brushes against my prostate. His hold on my wrist tightens slightly. He fucks me, his hips moving fast and furiously, rocking my body. My cheek rubs against the sheets. I release a continuous moan which trembles and quakes with every thrust.
“You’re so damn sexy, beautiful.”
How the fuck can he talk? Not that I don’t appreciate it; I do.
“Your arse is hot and tight. I’m enjoying wrecking your pretty hole. Enjoying making you quiver and moan. You’re so fucking gorgeous. Who does your arse belong to?”
“You.”
“Who does your orgasm belong to?”
“You, Sir. You.”
“My balls are full. I’m going to enjoy emptying them into your arse.”
I whine because there’s a condom between us, and for the first time since I started having sex, I wish there wasn’t. I wish he could fill me up with his cum and make me his. I want it so bad. My cock jerks. I can’t come. Not allowed to come. Must hold it back. My orgasm belongs to him. I belong to him.
He grunts and pants. His groin slaps against my arse over and over. The air is filled with the scent of sweat and sex. I can’t think straight. All I know is that he makes me feel like I could fly.
“Goddamn, your arse is so hungry. You’re squeezing my cock so tight I’m seeing stars, beautiful. You’re making me want to come. You’re making me so fucking happy, gorgeous.”
“You’re. Making. Me. Happy. Too.” I have to gasp between each word because he’s fucking me so wonderfully hard.
“Come now, baby. Come for me.”
A wave crashes through my groin. The crushing pressure in my balls releases, and my dick twitches and throbs. Cum splatters onto my stomach and thighs. His cock throbs inside me. The heat of his cum reaches me through the rubber between us. He thrusts through his orgasm, but they’re harder and shorter than when he was fucking me like he’s using my arse to squeeze the last few drops of cum out of him.
He releases my wrists, leans forward, and kisses my back. “You were so fucking perfect, baby. I hope that was as good for you as it was for me.”
I lick my lips. “Better. I-I—”
“What, beautiful?”
“Would you—” I clamp my lips together.
He moves to the side of me and rolls me onto my back. “Tell me what you want, gorgeous.”
“Take your condom off. Empty your cum all over me. Please?” I knot my eyebrows together. Does he think my request is disgusting?
He shudders. His pupils shrink. “Jesus, Haru.”
I cover my face with my hands. “I’m sorry. Forget I said anything.”
He kisses me, letting me taste myself on his tongue. “Bend your knees, beautiful.”
