Her hair hung down in a heavy curtain. Red from root to tip. I loved it. The length gave me leverage when I took her hard and fast. Through the strands I caught a glimpse of her green eyes peering up at me. They were wide with anticipation, though there was still a flicker of caution there too. I reached out and brushed the hair aside so I could see her face properly.
When I reached for my zipper, another thin string of saliva slipped from her mouth. I drew the zip down slowly, savouring the sound as much as the look in her hungry eyes.
“Show me how sorry you are, Stella,” I murmured as I eased my length free from the tight confinement of my trousers.
I lifted her head slightly and she immediately pushed her tongue out, stretching toward me in an eager attempt to reach my cock.
“My hungry little cock sucker,” I chuckled softly, keeping myself just out of reach until she gave a frustrated little moan.
I gripped her hair firmly with one hand while holding my cock with the other, but I still didn’t give her what she wanted. Instead, I rubbed the wet tip slowly across her lips, gathering some of her drool as I teased her with the contact.
The desperation in her eyes sharpened quickly into irritation.
“Sorry, baby,” I crooned, finally guiding my cock into her waiting mouth.
My hand returned to the back of her head as I watched my dick disappear between her lips. The sensation of her soft, wet mouth closing around me made my breath catch. For a moment I wanted nothing more than to drive myself straight down her throat, but I forced myself to stay in control.
She hummed around me, her tongue wriggling along the underside of my cock.
“Do you like the taste of my cock, Stella?”
She tried to move her head, but my grip kept her steady, so she answered the only way she could—moaning softly while licking me harder. I felt her saliva run slowly down the length of me in a warm, steady trail.
“Yeah, that’s my good little cock sucker,” I said, rocking my hips forward until she gagged.
Bit by bit, I worked myself deeper into her mouth, pushing carefully past the tight grip of her throat. A rough gasp escaped me as the tightness dragged me further in.
“You think you’re filthy?” I rasped, pulling back before thrusting forward again.“You don’t know all the nasty things I’ve done to you in my head.”
I slowed the pace deliberately.
Thrusting in and out while she adjusted to the intrusion.
“Yeah, take it all,” I panted.“Take it in that tight little hole, my beautiful girl.”
Her eyes watered, but they still lit up at my words.
“You’re it for me, Stella. Mine to fuck,” I said, picking up the rhythm again.“Mine to ruin and mine to protect.”
She gurgled softly as I pushed deeper.
“Mine to keep,” I growled, slowing my movements once more.
I held myself buried deep in her throat for a moment, watching the tears well in her eyes before wiping them away gently with my thumbs.
“And mine to love,” I said softly before pulling out.
Saliva bubbles coated her chin, and as she gasped for air, thin strings of drool fell from her mouth to the polished wooden floor beneath her. The room was filled with the sound of her breathing and the low hum of the vibrator still working inside her.
She moaned softly, her eyes searching for mine through the loose strands of her red hair.
“But you were a naughty girl today,” I said with a grin before slapping her cheek with my cock.
The wet slap echoed faintly in the room. Her eyes widened in shock, and the look on her face made me chuckle.
I stepped around her, taking in the view from behind. The floor hadn’t fared much better on either side of her. I reached forward and felt along the base of the vibrator until my fingers found the control button. I pressed it, increasing the vibration.
She cried out immediately. The muffled sound pushed past the ring gag and joined the louder humming filling the room.
