She pulls harder on my hair, pain exploding through my body in the most satisfying way. I add one more finger and pound into her harder until I’ve pulled her under that wave. Until I feel her liquid heat flooding into my mouth and her moans echoing through the room. She releases my hair, and her legs shake as I continue to eat up her orgasm.
Her leg drops, and she falls onto me, straddling me. That addictive smell of hers puts me in a chokehold. I need her to claim me tonight. Own me. Command me to fuck her until she’s crying. My hard dick grazes her soaking cunt.
“You feel that. That’s what you do to me,” I mutter.
Her body stiffens, and she goes to move, but I pull her back down.
“Beg me for it, Alma, and I’ll be a good boy for you,” I whisper into the crook of her neck before I suck it into my mouth.
She whimpers, her nails digging into the back of my neck, the gun still clenched in her hand. My mouth moves lower until her tits align with it. I lick around the hardening peak. Her body roars back to life, a fractured moan catching in her throat.
I knock the gun out of her hand. She stands and rushes for it, but not before I grab her hips and slam her back down onto me. She yelps.
“It’s Daddy’s turn to take control,” I whisper.
I spread her thighs and free my throbbing cock. Gliding itover her folds, I feel her body loosen and her need peak. My mouth devours the side of her neck, and her hand massages the crown of my cock.
“Efren. Put it inside me. Now,” she begs
I lift her and slowly glide my tip inside.
“God. It hurts,” she cries out.
“That’s just the tip, Kitten.”
I glide in farther, her tightness closing in on me. Her breathing hitches, and small whimpers tremble from her chest as I push in deeper. All the way until she’s sitting on me, my dick fully sheathed inside her. And it feels so damn good. She feels so damn good.
“Ahhh… Yes.” She moans as I thrust inside her. Sweat falls down her body, and I’m pissed at myself for not keeping her facing me. I want to see her face right now.
“You like that. My cock tearing through your tight pussy?”
Her ass grinds against me, her back arching, and I lift her ass, tilting her forward, pulling out slowly, then slamming my cock back inside her. I lift and lower her a few more times. My hands overflow with her ass, my gaze fixated on the view of my dick disappearing into her.
Up and down.
Up and down.
Her moans are my driving force. I pound into her harder, her ass slapping against my thighs. Blood rushes to my balls. I’m on the edge, ready to drag her over with me. I reach my hand in front of her and rub my thumb over her clit.
“Say my name.” I strain as I hold back my release.
She shakes her head, and I pound into her harder.
“Say it, Alma.”
“Oh God, Efren.” She moans.
I pinch her clit, and she clamps around me, throwing her head back and cumming on my cock. The warmth, the heat,her moans—they all pull me under. I come hard, my own head falling back as her name rips free from my throat.
“Fuck. Alma. Fuck me.”
Spilling into her and filling her throbbing pussy with my seed, I watch her head fall against my shoulder, both our bodies slick with sweat. For a second, there’s nothing.
No fucked up past to bond us. No fractured memories. No right or wrong. Just my heart beating against her back.
She’s mine.
Leaning down, I wipe the blue hair from her face and kiss the corner of her mouth.
