I ease in slowly. This will be the only time I’ll be gentle with her. I feel her contracting around me, squeezing the fuck out of my dick.
She moans around the gag.
She turns her head to the side—terror flashes—but then she relaxes, letting me fuck her slowly. Her whimpers are soft and drawn out.
Before I know it, my balls contract, and my orgasm climbs up my spine. I come inside her before I pull out and remove the gag and the stimulator from her clit. Finally, I untie her wrists.
She smiles.
I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, tilt her chin, and our gazes lock. I slide my fingers inside her to find she’s soaked.
“Admit you have feelings for me, and I’ll fuck you again.”
She melts into the bed. Sweat decorates her forehead.
“W-what?” She shakes her head. “No. I don’t have feelings for you, Irvin.”
She reaches for the clit stimulator, but I snatch it away and place it in the nightstand.
I pull on my boxers, grab my vape, and turn for the door.
“Where are you going? You’re not going to make me come?”
“I’m going outside to smoke.”
“We were in the middle of sex!” she shouts.
I shake my head. “I told you what I want from you, and you’re not giving it to me.”
“Because it’s not true.”
I cup her face, stroking her cheek. “Then I’m not going to fuck you again.”
I leave the bedroom and rush down the stairs. She’s on my heels, like white on rice.
She yanks my forearm. “Why are you acting like a dick?”
I turn around and look down at my princess. “Because I’m tired of you lying to yourself. Lying to me.”
Silence stretches between us. She follows me outside, and the cold, dry air hits me like a ton of bricks. I inhale from my vape, blowing smoke from the corner of my mouth.
“Irvin. Why do you care if I have feelings for you?”
“If you don’t admit you have feelings for me, then I won’t fuck you anymore,” I repeat. “Simple.”
She stomps her foot. Tears gloss over her eyes. “Fine. I have feelings for you.”
“Say it louder. I didn’t hear you.”
She folds her arms and rocks on her heels. “I have feelings for you, Irvin.”
I pick her up and carry her to the living room couch. I spread her wide, lick her clit, and slide my fingers inside her. She yanks my hair hard enough that my scalp screams at the same time her pussy squeezes the hell out of my fingers.
“I’ve never felt anything like what I feel with you,” she says as she comes all over my hand.
“Good. I want to be your only love. Your only everything.”
I fuck her with my tongue until she falls asleep.
