"No," she protests, reaching for me. "I want—please, let me."
She takes me back in her mouth eagerly, and that's all it takes. I try to pull back again but she follows, determined. At the last second, I manage to pull free, coming across her breasts in hot spurts.
She looks down at herself, then back up at me with an expression of fascination rather than disgust.
"Next time," she says, voice hoarse, "I want to taste you."
This girl. This innocent, dangerous girl who's learning exactly how to destroy me.
"Get on the bed," I tell her, my voice rough. "Hands and knees."
Sophia obeys without question, climbing onto the mattress. The sight of her positioning herself, waiting for whatever comes next undoes me.
"Stay exactly like that."
I head to the bathroom, needing a moment to clean myself and regain some control. Through the doorway, I can see her silhouette on the bed, perfectly still, perfectly obedient.
When I return, the full view stops me in my tracks. Sophia on all fours, her back arched slightly, the curve of her ass presented like an offering. My cock hardens again, already wanting more of her.
I move behind her on the bed, running my hands over the smooth skin of her back, down to her hips. Then I lean down andbite her left cheek, not hard enough to mark but enough to make her gasp.
"Lorenzo!"
I bite the other side, feeling her whole body shudder. My teeth graze the soft flesh as she pushes back against me.
"Spread your knees wider," I command, positioning myself behind her. "Now lower your chest to the bed. Keep your ass up."
She adjusts her position, pressing her chest down while keeping her hips elevated. The angle is perfect, giving me complete access.
"Good girl." I grip her hips, pulling her back against me. "You're going to take all of me."
I push inside her in one smooth thrust. She's still wet from before, but the new angle makes her cry out.
"Too much?"
"No," she gasps. "More. Please."
I pull almost completely out, then slam back in. Her scream echoes off the walls.
"That's it," I growl, setting a punishing pace. "Let everyone hear you."
Each thrust drives deeper, harder. Sophia's fingers claw at the sheets, her cries getting louder with every movement. The headboard slams against the wall in a steady rhythm that announces exactly what we're doing to anyone within earshot.
"Lorenzo! Oh God?—"
"Louder," I demand, one hand sliding around to find her clit. "I want everyone to know you're mine."
My fingers work her sensitive flesh as I pound into her. The combination breaks whatever control she had left. Her screams fill the room, probably the whole floor. I don't care. Let them all know she belongs to me.
"I'm—I can't—" Her words dissolve into incoherent sounds as her body starts to shake.
"Come for me," I order, increasing the pressure of my fingers. "Now."
She shatters around me, her walls clenching so tight. Her scream this time is pure release, raw and beautiful. The sound, the feel of her coming undone, triggers my own climax.
I pull out at the last second, spilling across her back in streams. My hands grip her ass.
We stay frozen for a moment, both breathing hard. Then Sophia's arms give out and she collapses onto the bed. I follow her down, careful not to crush her, my chest against her back where my come still glistens on her skin.
