“It makes for the best kind of fucking.” Capturing her wrists, I shove them over her head and pin them down with one hand.
“Nathan!”
“I’m done talking.” I nip her jaw and kiss my way to her ear. “I want your cunt wrapped around my cock. It’s what you’re here for.”
Back arching when I bite her lobe, she tightens her thighs around me and writhes. Curling my fingers around her throat, I fuse my lips with hers. I flick my tongue against hers and lick the roof of her mouth and taste her innocence.
I take and I take until I’m addicted to her flavor.
My kiss is as vicious as my deviant desire.
She twists her arms, trying to break free while kissing me hard. Her fiery passion matches mine as she sucks on my tongue.
A whine climbs out of her throat when I pull away.
“Nathan,” she heaves.
Flipping her over, I slap her ass. “Grab a condom from the nightstand.”
Eager to please and horny, she crawls forward, giving me a peek of her glistening slit from behind. Coming back to me after picking up the foil packet, she turns over and holds it out to me.
I take it from her and tear it open with my teeth. She watches raptly till the moment I glide it over my shaft.
“Get on all fours.”
“But I want to see and touch you.”
“And I want to look at your ass bounce while I pound into you,” I growl, causing her nipples to harden. “On your hands and knees, Ari. I will not repeat myself.”
“Make me,” she dares.
I arch an arrogant brow. “That’s how you wanna play?”
“Unless you give me what I want.”
“You’re just begging to be punished, aren’t you?” Dragging her underneath me, I pinch her nipples until she hisses. “You’re not going to be able to sit for a week after I’m done spanking your ass.”
“Promise?”
Little brat.
Slipping off the bed, I grab her ankle and yank her to the edge. Barely giving her a chance to react, I turn her onto her stomach until her legs dangle off the bed. Wrenching her thighs open, I fist her hair and pull her head up.
Bending over her, I roughly whisper in her ear, “You want to watch me fuck your tight pussy, you little whore?”
“Y-yes, Nathan,” she moans.
I tilt her head to the side until she notices the full-length mirror across from us. Our reflection, my big body dwarfing her bent-over form and holding her at my mercy, stares back at us.
Arya shivers, loving the illicit sight.
Cupping my cock, I drag it between her folds until she leaks more cream. Rubbing once on her clit, I poise the crown at her opening.
“Then watch.” I thrust inside her to the hilt.
My vision tunnels.
Three months since I fucked her the last time.
