I’m fucking intoxicated by her—the scent of her skin, the softness of it beneath me, the noises she makes. All I can focus on is her.
Tearing myself from between her legs, I crawl up her body, panting heavily. She’s flushed, glaring at me, and as I open my pants, fishing my cock out, I coax her thigh over my waist, unable to stop needing more.
I’m afraid nothing will ever be enough.
She bites down on her knuckles, sheepish. “This is a really bad idea. What if someone comes?”
“Let them,” I say, fisting my length and nudging into her sopping entrance. That first inch sinks inside, and I grit my teeth, desperately clinging to whatever’s left of my sanity. “I’m going to make sure you do either way.”
Her inner muscles spasm around me as she chokes out a laugh. She captures her bottom lip in her teeth as I push deeper, sheathing myself fully with a languid moan of approval.
“God,” I huff, squeezing my eyes shut for a moment. “You fit me so fucking perfectly, temptress. So fucking snug I should just stay here forever.”
She forces herself to clamp down even more, and I see stars in my vision. With her bare foot, she prods at my ass, encouraging me silently. I slide my hands up the length of her arms, pinning them above her head and tangling our fingers together, and thrust slowly.
So slow and deep, ensuring she feels every single inch.
Her tits bounce with each shift of my hips. I realize a beat too late that the rocky ground probably isn’t the most comfortable place for her, but when I go to move so she’s on top, she just shakes her head, pulling me all the way back in and keeping me there.
“This is what I want to feel,” she whispers, urging me to move, her mouth falling open when I obey. “You surrounding me, invading my senses, writhing on top of me—all of it. That way, if anyone is watching, they see it too. They’ll know who you belong to. ThatI’myour Maiden.”
“Fuck me,” I say, scraping my teeth against her jaw, her cheek, her ear. Anything I can get access to as I piston harder, canting my hips until she’s a trembling, soaked mess.
Releasing her hands, I grab both legs, cupping behind her knees and spreading them while I continue fucking her. I bite down on one calf, trying to stave off my arousal as it pumps through me, threatening detonation.
She swallows, toying with her choker necklace. “You’re close?”
I nod, moving harder, faster, chasing that spot that makes her eyes roll back.
Grinning, Elle paws at her own breast, then reaches between us and starts rubbing her clit. She tightens around me, and I groan against her leg, my control unraveling.
“Do it,” she commands, her own mouth slackening.
“Are you sure it’s okay?”
“How bad do you want it?”
Something stutters in my chest. “Sobad. Please, Elle, I need to come. I want to fill you up so much that it all just leaks out while I’m still plugged inside you.”
“Yes,” she hisses.
I feel her constrict, spasming around me, and am spilling before she’s even finished cresting her own orgasm, like I can’t deny even the simplest of requests.
My cum floods her cunt, and she greedily sucks it up, coaxing out as much as she possibly can with her own release. With her head tipped back, baring her neck to me again, I swoop in and bite down on the space above her necklace.
A red mark in the shape of my teeth forms, bright against her pale skin. I slide my tongue over it, soothing the sting, unsure why I need to mark her so damn bad. As if it’s some primal instinct I can’t resist.
Exhausted, I go to pull out and clean up, but her arms and legs lock around me. “Wait,” she pleads. “Just…stay in me for a second.”
“Even with my cum dripping down your ass?”
She nods, shutting her eyes. “I like the closeness.”
Chuckling, I settle against her once more.
Whatever she needs.
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