Using my free hand, I ripped the thong down her legs while fighting against her struggling limbs.
“I’m not gonna beg—”
“Oh, yes, you will.”
“In your dreams.” She scoffed.
“Nah, but I’ll be dreaming aboutthisfor sure.”
Then I forced my body between her legs, spreading them wide and lifted my hand. My palm landed on hercunt with a wet, satisfying smack, and Tori’s shriek of response echoed through the empty space.
“Oh my God!”
She attempted to brace her foot against my body to repeat her move from earlier but this time, I was ready. Applying pressure to the sides of her neck with just my index finger and thumb, I watched the fight drain out of her.
“There you go,” I drawled, as she watched me from under hooded eyes.
“Bastard!” Tori ground out, but there was no fire behind her words.
Still…
“That’s not a nice thing to say, Love.” I tutted with a mocking shake of my head and —slap!
“Damn! Look at this dripping pussy. You really like it when I chase you, huh?”
I wasn't expecting an answer; instead, I brought my palm down on her again. Tori whimpered, and a deep-seated, dark satisfaction tightened my chest.
Pushing down my shorts, I freed my straining erection. I didn’t miss the way her eyes flickered down, nor how they darkened with desire.
Her colorful hair was mussed, several strands falling completely out of her braids, her chest heaving and her pussy was so wet, it was fucking glistening. She looked delicious, ready to be thoroughly fucked.
Fisting my length, I gave it a few lazy pumps, spurred on by her gaze still glued to my leaking crown. I let it drop straight onto her clit with a wet smack.
Fuck me, that was hot.
“Say you want me to fuck you. Beg for my cock.”
Tori’s attention snapped up to my face, but instead of the submission I craved, the last embers of her defiance were still etched into her features.
I sighed dramatically. “Right. Oh, well. Just have to try to convince you a bit harder, I guess.”
With a snap of my hips, I let my cock glide over her clit, watching her mouth drop open. Then I drew back, gripped the back of her thigh with my free hand and pushed it back so her pelvis would be tilted just right.
“You can try,” she rasped, haughty as ever.
I snorted, tugging my shirt over my head and relishing in the way her heated gaze raked over my thick torso. “Arrogant little thing.”
Taking advantage of her exposed, wet lips, I let my dick slide through them, coating it in her sticky arousal. A low groan ripped out of my throat at the exquisite sensation, and more precum dripped out of my tip, mixing our juices.
“Me? You’re the one who can’t — oh my God!”
Another wet slap echoed as my palm cracked down on her. Her shriek of pain was immediately followed by asound of pleasure as I went back to gliding my length through her cunt.
“Oh, fuck, yeah!” I let my head fall back in pleasure at the exquisite friction. “I could do this all night, but I'd rather fuck that pretty pussy the way you deserve. Just say the word and give us both what we want.”
I never once stopped my assault, alternating between sliding through her lips and smacking her clit with my cock and hand.
The longer I kept up my onslaught, the more her silence turned into whimpers, which turned into moans. I was wearing her down with every touch and every stroke.
