“Finger yourself too, baby.”
She obeys, returning her fingers to her soaking pussy while I start fucking her mouth, matching the pace that she fingers herself with, and I can tell she’s enjoying it as her sparkling eyes find mine. When her fingers start moving faster and more erratic, I know she’s seconds away from a full blown orgasm so I pull out of her mouth and push her onto her back, replacing her fingers with my cock.
“G-Gabriel,” she gasps.
I rest both of her legs on my shoulders, folding her in half as I plow into her. She comes for me over and over, but I don’t stop. I want her to remember tonight the next time she tries to play her little games.
“You seem to have forgotten who holds the power between us, Red.” I growl, keeping my thrusts consistent.
“I haven’t,” she argues, pussy throbbing against me.
“Remind me then. Who holds the power?”
“M-me,” she gasps out, holding my gaze in challenge as her breathing becomes more uneven.
She’s so close to another mind blowing orgasm.
“Wrong answer.” I stop fucking her, and she whimpers in protest. “It’s me.”
“Okay. Okay! It’s you,” she says quickly. “Please just let me come again, Gabriel. I’m so close.”
“I want to make sure you understand, baby,” I say, a wicked smile on my lips. “Spell my name for me.”
“What?”
“My name, Zalea. Spell it.”
“G—”
Thrust.
Zalea screams out, eyes wide as she looks back at me.
“Keep going, I never told you to stop.”
“A—”
Thrust.
“B—”
“R—”
Thrust.
Thrust.
She’s panting now, cheeks flushed. “I can’t go anymore. I’m going to come any second.”
“Keep going.”
“I…E…L.”
“That’s right, baby.Gabriel. Me. And don’t fucking forget it.”
I pound into her with all the strength I have left, feeling her pussy flutter around my cock as her orgasm wracks her body, while I spill into her with a deep growl. I could fuck her for the rest of our lives and it’ll never be enough.
After pulling out and cleaning her up, I lean over and plant a soft kiss on her forehead because she’s already falling asleep.
