I flip her around again, smack her ass, and return to eating her from the back.
“You’re . . . cruel,” she says, choking out the breathy words. I keep it up until her legs lock and shake, the telltale sign she’s about to come. I’ve memorized the way she responds to my touch.
My tongue slides up to her ass again. I pull away too soon, grinning when I hear that pathetic whimper. I crack my hand across her cheeks a third time and she jumps. It’s not as rough as if she were receiving a punishment but enough to catch her by surprise.
“Why did you stop?” she asks with ragged inhales.
“Because . . .” I spit on her entrance. “It’s time for me to stretch this needy pussy until it’s dripping down my balls.”
Getting to my feet, I stand behind her, cupping the back of her neck, and shoving her face into the cushion. She twitches when my tip presses to her opening.
I fill her to the brim. “This tight little ass of yours . . .” She tries to sit up, but I hold her in place, forcing my cock deeper while she fidgets. “Is going to gorge on every inch of me tonight, but your cunt gets fed first.”
The couch rocks under us as I plunge into her from behind, with the sofa arm digging into her hips, but I keep her in place.
“You feel that?” I ask.
“So fucking good.” Her words shake with each thrust.
She gasps, clawing at the smooth leather but unable to grasp it, which only makes me laugh. I jerk her back onto me harder, burying myself to the hilt. “Look at you, folded over and helpless, your tight body knows exactly how to take me, doesn’t it?”
“Mm-hmm,” she mumbles.
My hips drive into her, rough enough to rattle the frame of the couch; every so often I slow, just for the opportunity to see her writhe with need, then slam back in with a growl.
“Say it,” I demand, fisting her hair and lifting her head up to speak. “Tell me your pussy is mine.”
“It’s yours,” she rasps.
“Damn right it is.” I push into her again. “And you’re mine to fill. Always.”
She comes without warning this time, her cunt milking me and making it difficult to maintain any control. Before finishing with her, I pull out and wrap an arm around her waist, then toss her over my shoulder and carry her up the stairs. I set her on her back onto the bed, part her thighs, and delve inside her again, and she fists the sheets. Resting her right leg in the crook of my neck, I press a kiss to her inner calf and graze my teeth across her soft flesh while rolling her clit between my fingers.
When she arches her back, I get to work, making her knuckles bloom white as I play with her. She groans and clamps down around my length.Holy fuck.I suck in a breath. “There you go, sweetheart. Be a good girl and come on my cock.”
Kelly nods, her eyes desperate as she tips over the edge. I grin wide at the muscles tightening in her neck as her mouth drops open. Her messy tears from earlier are icing on the cake.So gorgeous.
Unwilling to force myself to wait this time, I withdraw and propel her legs forward before shooting ropes of cum across her pussy and cheeks with very little accuracy.
My heart thrums in my chest as I hone in on her. She’s going to keep me hard and help me get through the refractory period. “We aren’t done yet,” I say.
I steal a pillow from the head of the bed, and she lifts her ass, letting me tuck it under her hips. Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I tug her closer, adjusting her position. She twitches when I work my cum over her clit with my thumb and shift it lower until I’m massaging her tight knot.
I insert a finger into her ass and her lips part. I sink down to the knuckle, pumping and spreading her for what’s to come. She whimpers, and I pin her hip down while I add another, pulling a raspy moan from her throat. I pluck the bottle of lube from the nightstand, drizzling it in my palm and stroking my dick. It’s not long before blood starts returning to my cock.Fucking finally.I push my thumb in, working around the perimeter, stretching her out one last time. “I want you to choose a safeword, just in case it gets to be too much.”
“Red . . .” She smiles. “Thank you.” It’s not out of courtesy, it’s cautionary. She’s going to need this.
Sitting on my heels between her parted legs, I admire the way she’s offering herself to me as if I’m a god—which is exactly how I feel. She lengthens her body, lifting her arms above her head and arching her back—giving me one hell of a view of her breasts.
“Please?” she says, grinding against my knuckles, and I add another finger. Fuck, she’s going to be my undoing.
“Unreal,” I mutter, shaking my head and pressing the swollen tip to her entrance. I lean into it until the head of my cock squeezes into her tight ass.Fuck.
Her lips part, and she blinks up at me.
“Still my good girl?” I rasp.
She nods, sighing as she says. “More.”
