“Positive,” she tells me when her shoulders hit the mirrored wall behind her.
“Fine.” I take her by surprise when I spin her around so she’s facing our reflection. Then, reaching around her waist, I pop the button on her jeans and force them, and her panties, roughly to the floor. She smiles like the devil's daughter when I take out my cock, gripping her throat with one hand and guiding myself inside her warm, tight snatch with the other.
I watch that instant relief take over her eyes as I slowly push inside her, squeezing my fingers tighter while her palms stretch out against the mirror.
“Like this?” I question, staring deep into her eyes through our reflection.
“Harder,” she dares, with a kinky, little smirk that's going to get her punished if she’s not careful.
I give her exactly what she wants, slamming my hips against her ass and feeding her pussy long, hard thrusts of my cock as I bury my head into her neck and graze her skin with my teeth. I bite on her earlobe until she whimpers like she’s in pain, and when I force two fingers into her mouth to silence her, she sucks them like a needy little slut. She sucks them so fucking hard, it forces me to imagine what that mouth could do with my cock. I could think of nothing better than coating her throat with my cum, but that's something that's going to have to wait until my mission is completed.
Popping them from her mouth, I use my saliva-coated fingers to stroke her clit, while continuing to feed her my cock from behind. She smiles at me victoriously through the mirror when she feels that euphoria getting closer, the one that makes her forget her situation and feel like she’s in control. The pleasure that stops her regretting the decision she’s made to give herself to me and be owned.
“You look so pretty when you come,” I growl into her ear as she soaks my fingers and cock at the same time. How the fuck can one woman be so fucking enchanting? It’s dangerous.
“Careful, you might forget your maaa—-” Her orgasm silences her, and I keep going, fucking her through it and ensuring it lasts. She slams her hand onto the mirror and growls, staring back at me as if I confuse her just as much as she confuses me.
My whole life, I’ve kept myself so guarded; I’ve never let anyone close enough to know the real me. I have to constantly remind myself to maintain that when I’m around her. Something unexplainable has me dropping my defences and actually wanting her to see who I really am, not the person everyone perceives me to be.
Shaking myself out of whatever trance I’m slipping into, I focus on what's important, continuing to slam inside her until I can’t hold back any longer. “I’m going to breed you so fucking deep.” Both my hands grip her shoulders as I shoot my load inside her, enduring that rush of relief as it spreads over me, and somehow managing to stay sturdy on my feet.
“Stay right where you are.” I hold her steady as my cock pulses inside her, and all that tension I felt before she entered the room finally lifts.
Whoever thought coming inside someone could be so gratifying?
“You really are determined to get this done, aren’t you?” She shakes her head and laughs.
“I do recall you being the one who askedmeto fuckyou,” I point out, pressing my forehead into the back of her head while I catch my breath.
“Well, I guess the sooner you knock me up, the sooner we can get on with our lives.” She shrugs, and I hate that her words feel like icicles on my hot, sweaty skin.
“In that case…” I slide my cock out of her pussy, shocking her when I lift her off her feet and lay her down flat on my gym mat.
“What the hell are you doing?” she asks when I start dragging my weightbench over, sitting myself on it, and lifting her legs up between my knees so they rest on my shoulders.
“Everything I can to speed things up,” I answer simply, getting a sick kick from the aggravated look on her face.
“You can’t expect me to just lie here. What if someone comes in?” She glances at the door cautiously.
“This is my house, I can do what I want in it.” I form a plug by taking two fingers and pushing them inside her. She’s right, Iamdetermined, and to be successful, I need to keep all that seed I just fucked inside her, right where I want it. Her face twists up in confusion, and when I realise it’s because she likes how it feels, I start to leisurely stroke her clit with my thumb.
“What are you smiling to yourself about?” She huffs, trying so hard not to give in and buck her hips against my hand.
“You look pretty when you're desperate, too,” I snigger.
“I am not desp—ahh!” She closes her eyes and grips my wrist when I start stroking her on the inside with my fingers.
“Come on, pretty girl. One more time while I push my cum back inside you,” I whisper, kissing her ankle and smiling against her skin.
“I hate you, Jack Ravenshaw,” she growls, resting on her elbows and glaring up at me
“Maybe… But you love the things I do to you.” Feeling her tight cunt tighten around my fingers, crushing me as I fuck my cum back inside her, has me wanting to fuck her all over again.
“Doesn’t this feel good?” I frown, leaning over her body and watching her buckle to my mercy.
She nods her head and bites her lip, making it impossible for me to hold off a second longer. I replace my fingers withmy cock, and when I lift my hand up and coat her lips with our combined juices, she bites down hard on my fingers.
“Now, doesn't that feel good?” she asks, looking down to where my cock is fully seated inside her again.
