There’s something in her voice, the desperation, the impatience, that makes me lose my restraint. Without using my hands, I align myself with her greedy slit and ram into her with one merciless thrust.
She cries out my name and arches below me, her nails clawing at my back. Fuck, she feels fantastic. So warm, tight, and drenched. In theory, I could fuck her for hours because this feels like heaven. In practice, I’ll nut before things can even start.
“This is what you wanted?” I grunt in her ear, already pumping in and out of her. She nods, her mouth too busy with sweet moans. “You feel so fucking good, red. You feel like paradise wrapped in soaked silk.
“Y-you were wrong,” she lets out between two hiccups of pleasure.
“How so?”
“You said condoms didn’t get in the way of the piercings, but—Oh God!”
“You feel them better now?” I ask. She nods, pulling me closer with her hands gripping my bum. “You feel them dragging against your walls?” Another confirmation, muffled by a helpless cry.
Only God fucking knows how I manage to hold back, but I make her come in a few minutes while containing myself. She becomes even creamier, and the sensation of her walls pulsing and squeezing triggers some urgency in me. Because a position switch is always a good idea to help with stamina, I pull out, flip her around, and slam into her from behind.
Time becomes irrelevant, and I lose the notion of it entirely. The only things that matter are her moans and cries, the slaps of my hips on her arse, the soft pleas she whimpers… I fuck her like a madman, like my life depends on it. And when I feel that she’s close again, when I sense the spasms and the tension in her, I pull her up from her elbows and press her onto my torso. Her head rolls back on my shoulder, her face a mask of pure lust.
“I’ll come with you this time, red,” I warn.
“Aah, yes.”
“I’ll give you everything I have. Will you take it?”
“Yes! All of it.”
“And will you keep it, love? Will you keep it all inside you, like the greedy woman you are?”
“Jake, please.”
“Say you’ll keep my cum inside you, Gen.”
“I will! I’ll keep it!”
That’s all I need to hear, so I send a hand between her legs, where my cock is still ramming inside her with intensity. I can feel how wet she is, the inside of her upper thighs glistening with it. Under my fingertips, her clit is swollen and pulsing, so sensitive that she cries out at the first graze. Within seconds, she’s coming undone, moaning my name and shaking with bliss. This time, I’m too far gone to resist her spasmodic tightening.
I climax with a roar, white-hot jets shooting inside her, coating her walls, filling her up with all the desire and passion I hold. Every time I think I’m done, another rope of cum spurts out, and I don’t think I’ve ever emptied my balls this much before. This is, without a doubt, the most satisfying nut I’ve ever experienced.
We’re both panting and sweaty by the time it all ends, our limbs heavy, our bodies limp. My cock’s still encased in her, her hips seated on me as I’m sat back on my heels.
“Fucking hell,” I mutter.
“I think you mean heaven.”
I chuckle, which rips an ultimate moan out of her.
We stay like that for a moment, my hands coursing over the flat surface of her stomach, cupping her breasts, or running along her thighs. Her skin is the softest thing I’ve ever been graced to touch, and I don’t think I’ll ever get my fill of it. When I’ve recovered enough to move, I press a kiss on her temple.
“I’m going to pull out,” I warn. “Remember your promise, Gen.”
I grab her arse and lift her up, my semi-limp dick slipping out of her. Almost immediately, the mess we made drips back onto me. But I’m quick to reach between her legs and fix it. Dragging my fingers over her inner thighs, I scoop what’s seeping out of her and shove it right back inside, entering her with two thick knuckles.
“You said you’d keep me inside you,” I remind her when she moans.
“But you came too much.”
“Still, you promised.” I gather more cum, stuffing it back into her messy cunt. However, as soon as my fingers come out, more of it leaks out. So I do it again and again.
This little game is more entertaining than it should be, especially since I can feel how much she enjoys it. “What am I going to do with you, Genevieve?” I ask while pushing more of it in, feigning a graveness I’m not feeling. “Do you know what bad girls who don’t keep their promises get?”
