“I have to work you. You’re not relaxed enough.”
She shook her head, her face twisting with need. “No. Give it to me. Goddammit, Jethro, please...fuck me. I can’t...” Her core contracted as I thrust again.
My lips pulled back as I drank in her piercing lust. “You need me inside you?”
“Yes. God, yes.”
I drove harder. “You need me to fuck you?”
Her head flew back as I forced my size past her body’s limits. “Yes. I need you. All of you.”
I was only half-way in. My dick was too much for her. As much as she wanted me, as enticing as her moans were, I refused to hurt her more tonight. Tonight was about pleasure.
“I’m going to fill you.”
“Please.”
“I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll stay wet for days just thinking of me taking you in this pool.”
Nila bit her lip. “Do it, Jethro. Punish me. Teach me that I belong to you.”
Fuck.
I’d never been a talker in sex. Never saw the allure of dirty whispers. But now all I could think about was talking filthy and wrong.
Reaching between her legs, I rubbed her clit—faster and faster with one goal in mind.
“You’re going to come for me, little Weaver. You’re going to drench my dick and let me inside you.” I breathed harder, rocking faster, forcing her higher.
“No, I want—”
“You don’t get what you want. This is whatIwant. I want you to know who’s fucking you. I want you to know whose cock is taking you. I need you to scream for me, Nila.”
I didn’t give her any reprieve. I forced her to feel everything. I wanted her orgasm. She owed me her pleasure.
Nila stiffened; her elbows gave out as she flattened against the side. “Stop—wait...”
“No.” I thrust with each swirl of my thumb, gradually spreading her—crawling inside. “I’m the one taking you. I’m the one riding you. I’m the one you want. Admit it!”
Her mouth opened as she silently screamed. Her entire focus turned inward.
I thrust harder. “Say it. Admit that you want me. Admit that you like what I’m doing to you.”
Her eyes wrenched open, connecting with mine.
My heart fell down a rabbit hole, completely under her spell.
“Yes, I admit it. I feel you. I want you so much! Fuck me. Please...fuck me.”
I couldn’t deny her.
My hips rocked, my thumb swirled.
“Come. Come on my cock.”
Her body rebelled, clamping around me. I struggled to breathe. I groaned as her pussy flexed tighter and tighter. I saw fucking stars.
“Jethro—” Her breathing turned to breathless pants. The muscles along her spine contorted with pressure. She wiggled, trying to dislodge my hold on her clit. “It’s too intense—”
