Page 112 of Last First Kiss


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“Don’t be. You know you can trust me. Let me make you feel good, princess.” My voice is husky and low with desire.

She slowly backs toward me. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, she lets her ass cross over the threshold, but then she stops.

I can barely hear over the pounding in my chest. I reach out and softly caress her round little ass. I want to slap it and make her moan, but not yet. I need to start with pleasure before I give her pain. I slide my fingers down her skin until I feel her tight, wet pussy.

Fucking hell, she’s so turned on. I hold back a groan and the need to slam my dick deep into her cunt. She's absolutely soaked. “You dirty girl,” I whisper as I slowly slide my thick fingers inside of her. She groans, looking over her shoulder and lowering her upper body to the floor of the cage. “You’re dripping for me. You can’t deny it anymore, princess. You want me.”

“I don’t know,” she moans. “I don’t know what I want.”

“I do.” I press my fingers deep inside of her tight little cunt, marveling at its slickness. She’s so fucking pretty, pink and perfect.

“Fuck,” she groans. “More.”

“Don’t tease me, princess. Come closer.”

She inches closer. I grab her hip with my other hand as I tease her pussy with my fingers, sliding in and out, moving up to tease her clit before finger fucking her again.

Grace tips her head back, her moans getting deeper, more insistent. I can read her body as her pussy gets wetter, and her moans get louder. I know what she wants. I know what she needs.

“Gio,” she groans. “Oh God, Gio. That feels so good.”

“You never really knew how good I can make you feel, did you? Now you know. Now you’re going to beg me for more, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she gasps as I press my fingers deep inside of her, curling them to find her G-spot, sliding in and out. The sounds fuel me to give her more. “Oh God, yes.”

“What do you want, princess? Say it.”

“I want more,” she moans. “I want so much more.”

“You greedy fucking girl.” I grin, loving this. My cock is practically twitching, yearning to get inside of her. It’s almost time. “Is that what I’ve made you? Just a greedy slut?”

“No,” she moans. “I’m not greedy.”

“But you are a slut for me. We both know that now.”

“Yes, fuck,” she moans. “I’m whatever you want, Gio.”

“That’s right. That’s what I want to hear.” I slide my fingers out of her, making her whine and glare at me. “Come closer,” I say.

She slides a bit farther out of the cage. Half of her is outside. I spread her legs wide and gently caress her soaked pussy with the tip of my cock, teasing her, loving the way it makes her squirm.

“Gio, please,” she says, and so I press myself deep inside of her.

“Oh shit,” she gasps, tossing her head back. Her arms stretch out in front of her, and her fingers claw at the blanket.

“Fuck,” I grunt. Her pussy grips me like a fucking vise as I press myself deep inside of her. I slide into her so easily. Her pussy is aching for me, so fucking wet for me.

“Gio,” she moans as I slide back out and in, fucking her slowly at first.

“That’s right,” I say. “Take this fucking cock. This is what you’re meant to do.”

“Yes,” she moans. I grab her hips and fuck her deeper, a little bit faster. I reach around her hip and find her clit, carefully teasing her sensitive spot.

“Oh God,” she moans, her voice louder and lower, losing control. She tries to buck me off, trying to get away, but pushes herself back onto my cock not a second later, her legs trembling with need.

“That’s right,” I say, moving slightly back. She follows me, slowly moving out of the cage. “You’re my dirty princess now. Ride back against this fucking cock, girl. Don’t be a greedy slut.”

She moans and starts to work her hips in time with mine. She bucks back, sliding back and back, riding hard against my cock. I grunt, pleasure threatening to overwhelm my mind.