I drop my head and suck her clit between my teeth causing her to whimper. I love that sound. I’ve come to live for that sound.
I work my mouth while simultaneously fucking her with my fingers. I know what she likes. I know what gets her off. She writhes beneath me, flexing her hips, begging for more. For a fleeting second I regret not tying her down. I withdraw my fingers and Ellie groans in protest. I crawl over her, licking my way up her body until we’re nose to nose, mouth to mouth. “Tell me you want me to fuck you.”
She’s panting and flushed, the fear evident in her smoky green eyes. But there’s also something more, something dark and desirous.
“I want you to fuck me.”
I grab her by the collar and yank, pulling her face to mine. I kiss her hard, forcing her mouth open, giving her no choice but to accept my tongue. I plunge in deeply and swirl it all around, sucking the oxygen right out of the room. Then I shove her back down. My need spiraling.
“Stay still.”
I spread her legs wider with my hands and Ellie emits an uncomfortable sound. Then I line the head of my cock up to her entrance and tease her with shallow thrusts. Her pussy tightens, begging for more. I slide into her, taking her all at once. She sighs insufferably as a tear trickles down her cheek. I lean in and lick it off.
I’ll swallow every salty emotion she sheds tonight.
Taking her wrists I pin her down, fucking her as slow and as leisurely as I can. As controlled as my body will allow.
“How do I feel?” I ask as I thrust.
“Big,” she responds, her fists clenching.
I chuckle not expecting that response.
She starts to shift. “Kayne—”
“Keep those fucking legs open. And no talking. Unless you’re asking permission to come.” I grit my teeth. The Dom is never far. It’s a ramification of this life.
She obeys, crying a little harder. I hold her wrists tighter as I lick her face.
“Cry all you need. It won’t be the last time,” I tell her as I pump into her harder. Her pussy tight and wet, constricting around me. I nearly see stars.
Ellie’s breathing speeds up, becoming erratic and disjointed, as our hips clash together.
“Please, may I come?!” she erupts. Her eyes are screwed shut, her body is tense.
I want to say no, but I’ll be nice. Tonight, Ellie needs nice.
“Come, baby. Come as many times as you need.”
She lets go as soon as I consent. A flood of warm heat saturates my cock as she clamps down around me. Fuck, Ellie feels better than I could have ever imagined, could have ever conjured in my wildest dreams.
She cries out, struggling against me as her orgasm tears her apart. I watch transfixed as her face strains in ecstasy, her breasts swell, and nipples harden. I suck one into my mouth during the height of her pleasure and another little ripple of arousal washes over me. The sensation makes me crazy. Makes me crave blood.
Her body gives out as soon as her tremors subside.
“Turn over,” I order. Ellie immediately rolls onto her stomach. I pull her hips up, forcing her on all fours then slam into her, burying myself to the hilt.
“Oh!” she screams. My desire has me drunk, lustful, and unrepentant. I beat into her, holding on tight, sprinting after my orgasm.
“Who do you belong to, Ellie?”
“You,” she strains.
I grab her collar, fucking her harder.
“If I tell you to spread your legs for me, what do you say?
“Yes, Kayne.”
