My vision blurs, stars dancing in my eyes as my climax builds.
“You’re doing so good. Now come, baby.”
And I do with a moan, my fingers digging into his scalp as I pull his hair.
“Fuck,” I pant. “Wow. You’re so good at that.”
Beckett presses a sweet kiss to the tip of my nose, his eyes desperate as he asks, “Will you please, with a cherry on top, get on your hands and knees so I can fuck the shit out of you?”
This time, I don’t even pretend to put up a fight. “God, yes.” I scramble onto all fours, swaying slightly as I move toward the head of the bed.
He climbs on behind me before palming my ass, his large hands stroking softly as he lets out a sigh. “Finally.”
He turns my face to look at him. “You good with getting spanked, Queenie?”
“Aren’t you just a consent king, Beckett Kane?” I reply with a smile.
“Always, gorgeous. Now, tell me that I can spank your ass while my dick is buried deep inside you.”
“Wrap it up, and then you can do whatever you want to me,” I say, almost panting in anticipation.
Beckett digs through the top drawer of the nightstand with his right hand, his left continuing to caress my ass cheek. I look over my shoulder to see him tear open the wrapper with his teeth. He holds my gaze as he rolls the condom on slowly, and I wonder how I’ve gotten this far in life without realizing that putting on protection can be sexy.
“You ready, baby?”
“Yes.” God, yes. I’m more ready than I’ve ever been.
“Good.”
He slides his hands lower, dipping a knuckle into me. “You’re still so wet, Fin.”
“That’s because I’m so ready for you to fuck me, Beckett. Now, do it.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he agrees, notching the head of his cock against my entrance.
Not waiting for him, I push back slightly, my eyes closing with the pressure.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he groans, slowly pushing forward. “God, this is the most perfect pussy. So tight. Warm. Wet.”
I thrust backward again, and he reaches forward to give my nipple a light pinch.
“Do you like that, Fin? Do you like it when I squeeze your pretty little nipple?”
“Yes,” I moan.
Beckett rubs my ass again before spanking it, the sting jumping directly to my clit.
He does it again, grunting as my inner walls tighten around him.
“That’s so good, Fin. So damn good.”
With that, he increases his speed, thrusting unrelentingly. His fingers dig into my hips as he maintains his hold on me. I’m completely at his mercy, and it’s everything I didn’t know I wanted.
I reach between my legs, searching for the bundle of nerves that is demanding my attention. Beckett whacks my hand away.
“Mine,” he declares as he starts to move his fingers over me. “That’s mine. Your perfect cunt is mine. All mine.”
I arch my back, and—fuck. The angle changes, the stars returning to my vision as I near my peak.
