“Show me your signal.”
Her hands rise up, and she knocks a single fist against her wooden bedframe, showing me the signal she uses when she can’t talk.
“Good girl.”
My cock grows painfully hard as I stare down at the masterpiece in front of me. Her breasts are large and heavy and her stomach is highlighted with stretchmarks, a roadmap to each second of her pregnancy where she grew the most amazing little boy and turned into a beautiful mother. Her pale skin is dotted with little freckles, and her hips are enough to send any man straight to their knees in order to worship the beauty that she is.
And she wants to be at my mercy.
I’m a lucky fucking man.
I run my fingers down the center of her chest, reaching out to trace circles around her nipples and tugging on the clamps before continuing my path down between her thighs. My finger immediately finds her clit, her pussy already soaked as I start rubbing the little nub in circles. She moans, her hips lifting from the bed as she searches for more friction.
“Do you need more, Evie?”
Her nod is frantic as I speed up my movements on her clit. I drop my fingers down and gather up some of her wetness, smearing it along my cock.
“Are you ready to be a little whore for me?”
She nods again, her moans turning into whimpers as my fingers return to her pussy and slowly begin to slip inside.
“Then be a good little slut and open up for me.”
I slam my fingers into her, curling them around and groaning in primal satisfaction when her pussy constricts around my touch. Her muffled moans urge me to move faster, my fingers slamming in and out of her as her body begins to convulse.
The bedroom door creaks behind me, and I know I need to step up my game now that we have company.
“Come on my fingers, Evangeline. Fucking come!”
She shatters, her back bowing off the bed as spit begins to drip around the ball gag and down her chin. The bed is already soaked beneath her hips as I move closer, trailing my lips down her neck and over her chest.
“Good girl, Evie. You did so good for me.” Her body jerks as the aftershocks of her orgasm wash through her. “Now it’s time for me to stretch that little pussy out and fill it with my cum.”
Maybe this will be the time her birth control fails…Either way, she’s going to be full of me.
I notch my cock at her entrance, moving it inside of her just enough to be a tease. She’ll get tired of this in a second and act out, like my little brat always does, and then I get to punish her a little bit, like I always do.
Sure enough, when I’m only halfway in, she groans and shoves her hips down closer to mine, making me slide in another inch.
My hand comes down and slaps her nipple at the same moment I thrust the last few inches inside of her, my cock already throbbing at the sound of her pleasure filled scream.
“Did I say you could fucking move?”
She shakes her head as I begin to move my hips, hard and rough just like she likes it.
“No, I didn’t. You’re being a brat, Evangeline, and brats get used.” I grab the pink dildo from beside me and slide it up and down her soaked pussy a few times before working it inside of her alongside my cock.
Her moans mix with my own at the sudden increase in pressure and the wooden headboard slams against the wall as I fuck Evie as if her pussy was the only thing giving me life. It may as well be.
I watch her body shake, my eyes lifting to check her hands every few seconds to make sure she’s not doing her signal. She’s never done it before, but there’s always a first time and I need to make sure to stop if I want her to continue to trust me.
One hand falls to her thigh, lifting it higher so I can get a deeper angle, and the other raises back to her chest, going back and forth between both nipples and hitting them with short, punishing smacks until her nipples turn bloodshot red.
Tears fall down her face as her body shakes, her pussy clamping down on me over and over again. She’s so close. I need her to finish because I can’t hold back much longer with her squeezing me like a goddamn vice.
I lean over her, my eyes soaking in the blush of her cheeks and her tears mixing in with her spit as it lands on the pillow beneath her.She’s fucking exquisite.
“Do you need more, Evie?”
