A breathy moan sings from her lips. “What are you going to do to me?”
In one swift movement, I grab the seam of her onesie, pull up, and pop the buttons, revealing her pussy to me. I don’t answer her. She’ll figure it out in three, two, one …
My tongue dives into her wetness, licking the length of her clit to her entrance. I don’t stop there. I continue higher, spreading her cheeks with my hand and licking up her second hole.
Her hips buck, but I hold her firmly. I repeat the same motion, this time circling my tongue on both holes.
Pushing her hips up, I take her clit between my lips, sucking softly before forcing my tongue into her core. I continue my assault as her moans softly fill the room, becoming more and more uncontrollable.
Her breathing quickens again, and right as she reaches the precipice of another orgasm, I pull away and force my pants and boxers down in one motion, freeing my erection.
“Wait—ugh,” she groans in disappointment as I deny her.
I wrap my hand around the shaft and slap it against her ass. She wiggles her hips, and I give her what she wants, doing it again.
Her role-play is slipping in and out, but I couldn’t give a fuck. She’s flawless, and however she acts is perfect to me.
Teasing her entrance with my tip, I drag it through her wetness, up and down. Over and over.
She’s panting, and it’s music to my ears, much like the vision before me.
My coach’s daughter is tied up in her own bed, seconds from begging me to fuck her, and I’ve never been happier.
The fantasy overtakes her again. “W-what are you doing?”
“Taking what’s mine.” It’s the only warning she gets before I push inside of her, thrusting my cock into the deepest parts of her, filling her to the hilt. “Fuuuck. I love stretching you open.”
“Oh-my-God,” she exhales breathlessly.
Lifting my hand, I smack her right cheek, then left, switching back and forth in quick succession as she adjusts to me.
Reaching forward, I slide my hand from the small of her back to the nape of her neck. I wrap her hair in my fist and tug her head back, but not enough to where her eyes could possibly catch a glimpse of my bare face if her blindfold shifts.
Her hands strain in the cuffs, her arms stretched out straight out in front of her.
“You’re so deep,” she whimpers.
“Right where I belong.”
Rocking my hips back, I ease out of her a few inches before driving back into her, and her pussy greedily takes me.
Something primal surfaces inside of me, and a growl tears through me as I rear back and pound into her. I’ve never felt so possessive, never so out of control as I lose myself in her.
Our skin claps together, over and over and over again, mixing with the constant metallic jingle. She clenches around me, but instead of falling down the rabbit hole, she fights her orgasm.
Oh, you want me to take everything? I’ll fucking take it.
Flattening my hand on the top of her ass, I spread my fingers out, my thumb finding the pulsing, clenched hole. Her body freezes, just for a second. After I apply some slight pressure and gently massage there, she relaxes again. But only for a breath.
Grinding my hips into her, I fuck her with abandon,my moans combining with hers. We’re a storm of sex, chaos, and desire, and with every thrust and burst of pleasure, we near the edge of oblivion.
“Please—oh God,” she cries out, getting closer and closer.
If she’s coming, I’m coming with her. It’s taken everything in me to last as long as I have. She’s my fucking kryptonite.
Releasing her hair, I grab the knife from the mattress, wrap my arm around her, and hold the blade to her neck. “Such a dirty little slut, taking me so deep, so rough.”
Her legs start shaking, vibrating against me.
