I shake my head. “No.”
“Ponte bien perra2, for me, cum on my fingers, Ronnie.” He presses his thumb on my already sensitive bud, causing me to scream out his name. “That’s it,ma, let me use you. Let me watch my girl come for me.”
And I do.
The orgasm rips through me, like a tornado shredding everything in its wake. My back arches, and my eyes glaze over while staring at the high ceiling. He stops, just as I feel everything crescendo inside me.
“Who said you could look away?” he asks, and I push him in frustration, ripping his fingers out of me. I didn’t come here so he could find a way to make it about me. I want this to be about him.
“Bed,” I demand, my finger pointing at the edge. He doesn’t argue. He rises to his feet and takes a seat at the corner. His long legs spread apart as he leans back, drinking me in. This time it’s me who drops to my knees, watching his eyes go wide. “Ronnie.” He shakes his head. “No,baby, c’mon.”
I ignore him as I slowly make my way to him, trying my best to own the moment and not freeze. In a way, allowing him to use me as Harry would is me taking that back. Owning myself. Nestled between his legs, I pull down his pants, not wasting any time. I watch his cock spring free. “So big,” I mutter, taking in the details of it. The star tatted on it, the thick girth of it. “So heavy.” I lick a path up his shaft with a groan. “So beautiful.”
His hand moves to the side of my face, his thumb caressing my skin, giving me that‘are you sure?’look, and I nod once, licking my lips, taking in all of him, appreciating him in a way I haven’t been able to do. Fuck is he glorious, my man.My love.
“Look at me,” he murmurs. I do. My gaze lifts to his as his thumb presses against my lower lip, dragging it down as his other hand pushes me forward. My butterflies erupt into a frenzy when he demands a low growl. “Open.”
My lips part for him, my eyes on him as he uses the tip of his cock to smear his precum over my lips like Chapstick. It’s salty and sweet. And mine. “Look at you being so good for me,” he whispers, just as my eyes flutter closed, letting him play with me how he sees fit. Loving every second that I stay here with him. “Now count.”
Before I can ask what he means, he shows me. My breath stutters when he pushes the tip past my lips and into my wanting mouth. My fingers wrap around the base of his cock. “One,” he moans out, and I join. Slowly, another inch falls inside my mouth, my tongue swirling around it. “Two…”
His hand tightens around my hair, pulling painfully as he pushes in more of himself. “Three…” My cheeks hollow, sucking hard on the part of him inside my mouth, his hips jerk, his breath catching in his throat. “Fuckk… Four.”
I take him deeper, aroused at the sound of his voice, at what I’m doing to him. Making me all hot and bothered. My mouth stretched around his thickness, tears pricking the corner of my eyes from the intrusion of his cock. “Five…”
“Mmm,” I coo around his length, feeling the way my core throbs with need. I’m so wet it’s coating the inside of my thighs. My free hand moves between my legs only to be stopped by a sharp tug on my hair. “No, I’m using you. Count.”
Fuck… that’s the hottest shit I’ve ever seen. “Good girl,” he praises as I take more in. “Six…” And I reach my limit. “C’monma...” He pushes more gently, causing me to gag. “You can take more.” I shake my head, working my tongue over the parts I can fit. There’s definitely no way I can take any more. Then he thrusts up, slowly pushing past the barrier, making me gag even more. Saliva pours down his erection, and he hisses, mumbling something in Spanish before saying, “Seven,” and pushing even more of himself into my throat. “Breathe,mami…You still got more to take.”
I shake my head, unable to take more, but when he says, “Trust me, baby… You can.” I fucking do, and since I can’t play with myself. I move my hand to his balls, cupping them in my palm and rolling them gently between my fingers. Using my hair, he tips my head to angle it to a spot that allows more of him to slip into me. It’s literally bulging in my throat. “Look how greedy your throat is,” he groans. The intrusion makes it hard for me to breathe, but I use my nose to stop myself from passing out as he pushes more. “Eight.”
And just when I feel like my throat is constricting and I’m a mess of spit and precum, he buries himself inside my mouth, my nose pressing against the base as he groans out, “Nine.” Fuck, I come from that alone. From knowing my mouth, my tongue is giving him everything he needs and more. Each jerk of his body only ignites the flames inside me until it’s a roaring fire. Slowly, he pumps in and out of me using his thighs. I brace myself as he uses me for his own pleasure.
“Fuck… Ronnie.” I can feel him tense before he quickens his movements. “Fuck baby, I wanna be inside you.” Since my mouth is full of dick, I hum at that, agreeing that I need him also deep inside me. Suddenly, he growls, still pulling meaway from him, watching as my saliva strings. “You’re so beautiful…brujita3completely bewitched me,” I swear his voice doesn’t even sound human at this point. I suck in my lip, using my finger to gather a stream of spit on my chin, but before I can wipe it off, he snatches my hand, sucking my finger into his mouth. “Bend over,” he growls, his demand making my clit throb with need.
Oh, fuck me. Words leave me at this point. I’m not even talking. I’m simply obeying, bending over before him. Arching my back, making sure my ass is in the air, exposing my glistening pussy to him. When I glance over my shoulder, the sight is truly mesmerizing, the way he looks at me, unsure if he wants to devour me or take his time.
He makes his choice quickly. “You’re so wet.”
“I am.”
My arms extend forward, so my head is resting on the ground, ignoring the way the hard floor feels against my knees. His cock moves up my slit. “I should give you just the tip.”
“Only the tip?”
“Mmm,” he says, doing just that. It’s enough to make the need grow into something even greater. My hips shift, trying to move down onto his cock. But he holds me in place, his hand splayed against my back, the pressure of it makes my stomach swoop. I back into him, feeling the tip tease my entrance.
“Mami….” he warns, or maybe a surrender that he will finally give me what I need. However, he doesn’t. He pushes in just enough to elicit a gasp from me. Electricity hums through my body, every nerve alert and buzzing with a need that only intensifies with each small and deliberate pump. It’s agonizingly slow—just enough pressure that steals my breath, making my walls clench with anticipation. Fire gathers deep in my belly. On all fours, I try to rock into him, but he stops me once again. “Iz…”
“You said I could use you.” He grips my ass, spreading it open, causing him to hiss at the sight. My body shakes from the sound. “You’re…. shaking.” I nod quickly, looking over my shoulder so he can see the need I know dances in my eyes. “ I want you,” I pant, thrusting back into him only for him to pull away. “I trust you… Use me, Iz.”
The words hit him like a physical blow. Something inside him just flips, and all I know is it instantly glides down my back, snaking its way to my hips. His thumb strokes a small circle into my skin. “Ronnie,” he whispers quietly. “ I hope you remember every second of it. Cuz I will. Just know that I’ll wait a lifetime for you.”
My mouth opens to speak, only to be silenced by a soft press of his lips between my shoulder blades. “Shh… don’t explain anything.” My back arches into him when his wet and warm tongue drags down the length of my spine. Just as I think he’s toying with me, he spreads me further apart using his legs, and in one brutal thrust, he slams into me, knocking the air from my lungs. “Breathe…” he murmurs into my shoulder. And I do, inhaling as he drags his cock out of me. “That’s it… ma… breathe with me.” Each word punctuated by the thrust of his hips. His hand finds mine on the floor, our fingers lacing with each other as our bodies align. “You still want me to use you?”
I nod, unsure of what more consent he possibly needs.
“Good…” he pants, forehead pressing to the center of my back. “Because I’m about to ruin that tight little pussy, Ronnie…” Without another word, his hips snap forward again, harder this time, the slap of skin echoes in the silence of the room. My gasp mixes with his deep groans and the sound of us connecting. It’s relentless. Thrust after thrust, he fucks me like he wants to break me. My body is quivering from the sheer brutality. “Iz…”
