His lips press against my neck as he orders in a breathy voice, “You won’t come unless I say. You understand?”
He hits me in my g-spot again. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I bite my lower lip between my teeth and manage a nod.
The bite of his palm striking against my ass cheek has my eyes popping wide open. I release my lip with a gasp followed by a pleasurable moan when his finger applies pressure to my clit.
“I said,” he pauses to circle my clit before stopping completely, leaving me bereft and whining, “do you understand?”
“Yes. I understand. Now, please let me come,” I beg of him.
“You think you’ve been a good girl?”
I nod my head. “Yes, I have.”
He begins to circle my clit again and I thank all the gods that there is. I don’t even realize I’ve said it out loud until I hear adark laugh come from Oak followed by him saying, “No gods to thank, baby. Just me. I’m your fucking god.”
My pussy clenches around his cock. “Oak, please,” I mewl.
“Say I’m your god.”Thrust.
“You’re my god.”
“Say you’re mine.”Thrust.
“You’re mine.”
“Say I’m yours.”Thrust.
My eyes roll to the back of my head as I feel the pleasure about to explode and shatter me. “I’m yours.”
His finger circles my clit faster and I’m at the cusp. I’m right there. “Say you love me.”
I do more than say it, I shout it. “I love you!”
“Such a good girl,” he praises me. “Come now, Grace. Squeeze my cock and fucking drench me.”
Then it happens, the earth shattering, toe curling, mind numbing orgasm that breaks all of my senses and shatters me completely.
Oak continues to ride my orgasm out, fucking me harder into the back seat of the truck. If I had thought he was rough with me before it’s nothing compared to now.
He’s fucking me without abandon, his lust the one thing driving him. And it’s so fucking hot that it has me coming again.
Holy fucking shit.
I’m coming again. I never even thought that was possible.
“Oak!” I cry out his name.
“I love you. I love you. I love you,” he chants until he finally comes. I feel the hot spurt of his semen flooding my battered walls. Spent, he allows his body to lay down on mine. With just enough pressure to allow me to feel the weight of him but not enough for him to crush me.
Panting, I try to catch my breath. Reaching with my hand I find his and squeeze with what little energy I have left.
“Is it always going to be like this?” I ask him dazed.
“Like what?” He presses an opened mouth kiss to the back of my neck.
“So good that words can’t even explain it.”
Another kiss, this time to my swollen lips. “I think with you it can only get better.”
