“Just relax. Relax around me, Silver. That’s it.” His big hand smoothed down my thigh and gently urged my ass up.
“Oh!” The shift in position drew him deeper in. “Ramsay!”
“I know.” He bowed his head, not moving any farther. “Fuck, you’re tight.”
That was good, though, right?
“You feel amazing.” He pulled out ever so slightly, the muscle in his jaw clenching as his hot eyes met mine. “Your pussy’s heaven, Silver. God, I want to fuck you until I can’t see straight.”
“Then do it.”
“In a minute.” He rocked slowly in and out and my toes curled as pleasure zipped down my spine.
“Please,” I begged. I needed more.
“I will, but you need to get used to me first.” He kept up that steady, gentle rocking that tightened the coil of tension inside me.
Finally, I couldn’t take it.
“More!”
“Aye.” His eyes blazed. “You’re ready now. Hold on tight.”
He tugged my thighs around his hips, his grip unyielding, and then he began to fuck me. His teeth gritted, his cheeks flushing, his stomach muscles rippling as he drove in and out of me in powerful thrusts.
It was too much.
The sight of him, the feel of him, the scent of him. The way my breasts bounced vigorously with his rough fucking. The way his eyes roamed over my breasts and face, his hunger visceral and pouring into me. The thick drag of him in and out …
My climax ripped through me and Ramsay grunted as my pussy throbbed around him.
But he kept going.
He kept thrusting with a determination and stamina that floored me.
“You’ll come again,” he commanded through gritted teeth. “You’ll suck the come out of me with this tight wee pussy.”
My inner muscles clenched around him in response. “Ramsay!”
“Is this what you need?” He panted, his chest gleaming with a sheen of sweat. “You need my cock to fuck you into oblivion, Silver?”
“Yes!”
“My cock.” He lowered over me suddenly, one hand wrapping around the bedframe, while the other cupped my left breast and squeezed. His biceps strained against his hold on the frame as he snapped his hips harder, faster. “It’s my cock you need.” His breath puffed over my lips. “Say it.”
“Yours,” I gasped in agreement, drawing my thighs up around his waist as the tension tightened inside of me.
“My cum.” He pounded harder, his teeth flashing. “Fuck, I’d give anything to come in you bare, woman. Watch my cum spill out of your pussy.” His gaze dropped to between us, watching himself thrust in and out as his filthy words pushed me closer to climax. “Look at you take me.” His gaze moved back to my face. “The sweet wee princess likes to be fucked dirty and hard.”
Just like that, I shattered around him, my inner muscles throbbing with such force he grunted as I inadvertently pushed his cock out.
“Fuck!” His eyes widened and his hips snapped, thrusting back into me with a forceful push. “Fuck!” His hands fell to either side of my head as he came, pumping inside me as I felt him release with a deep shudder into the condom. “Fuck,” he muttered again, breathless. Then he ground his hips into me and met my gaze, his chest heaving. “Fuuuuuuck.”
I laughed breathlessly as I finally let go of the headboard. “I’m going to take that to mean you enjoyed yourself.”
Ramsay buried his head into the pillow by my neck, his chest still heaving against mine as I fluttered around his cock. Eventually, he lifted his head, and I turned to meet his eyes.
He seemed … a little stunned, actually.
