“I’d never hurt you in a bad way,” I reassure her. She licks her lips, wanting this. I know she does. I don’t even need to hear her say the words. I step into her, placing the knife at her throat and watching her swallow hard.
“Devon. Have you done this before?”
“No.”
“Maybe we shouldn’t.”
“Oh, we’re going to. I’m going to have you begging me for my cock tonight, Caydence.” Her eyes meet mine as I press the tip against her flesh. She gasps as I slowly drag it down between her breasts. I don’t press hard enough to cut her, just enough that she feels it. And judging by the way her chest is rising and falling, she loves it.
I keep moving the knife lower and lower until I’m at her pubic bone. Then I flip it in my hand and press the handle against her pussy. Caydence tries to move, but there’s nowhere for her to go.
I slip the handle inside her, and she gasps loudly. Then I get to work, fucking her with the handle of the blade, watching her face the whole time. Her chest is rising rapidly, but her eyes stay on mine. I keep going as I lean in and press my lips to her neck. I can feel her pulse racing, telling me that she truly is loving this.
“You’re a sick little girl, aren’t you?” I ask before biting softly at her neck. Caydence moans louder this time, and I run my tongue along the spot I bit.
When I pull back, I watch her. The way her eyes slowly fall closed, her head falling back. She looks so fucking perfect like this right now.
I keep the knife moving before I lower my head and bite her nipple between my teeth. It was harder than I intended, but she screams my name just the same.
“You like that? Hmm?” I ask her before doing it again. Once more, she cries out my name, and I love every second of it. I pull the knife free and press it into her thigh hard enough to draw a speck of blood.
“Devon,” she cries my name. I drop to my knees and run my tongue over the wound I just made, and her thighs begin totremble. This is how I wanted her tonight. Writhing for me. Needing me. Wanting me.
I drop the knife to the floor and spread her pussy open. Then I slide my tongue through the wetness and over her clit. Her back arches at the pleasure she feels while I do it over and over again.
Before I know what’s happening, she’s basically riding my face. I know she’s close, too, but she isn’t coming in my mouth tonight. I want her all over my cock instead.
“Not tonight, baby. You’re going to come all over my cock,” I tell her.
“Devon, please. I need it,” she whines.
“Beg harder.”
“Please. I need to come, Devon. I’m so close.”
“Where do you need to come?” I ask, teasing her a little more.
“All over your cock. Just please, let me come. Please.” I reach between her legs and flick her clit a few times, and watch as her body jerks. Tears roll down her cheeks as I unbuckle her ankles and then her wrists. Her hand drops between her legs, and she begins to play with herself. I groan.
“Fuck, Caydence. That’s hot,” I tell her while she tries to drag herself closer to the edge. Before she can get that far, I slap her hand away, and she whines.
“Please, Devon.”
“You’re going to come, baby. I’m going to fuck the orgasm right out of you,” I tell her. I shove her to the floor and then drop down with her. I get her on her hands and knees and then line up behind her, thrusting deep the first try.
I grab her hips in my hands and pound into her from behind. Caydence is moaning and panting, and I know she wants this release badly.
I continue fucking her harder, faster, deeper. Then I feel her clench and her body tense.
“That’s it. Cover my cock like a good girl. You know you want to.” A cry rips from her lips as she milks my fucking cock so good. I can’t hold back either as I fill her full of me.
I keep pumping my hips as she rides wave after wave of pleasure, but I want more. I need more.
So I slip my hand around her and find her clit. I collect some of her wetness on my fingers and get to work on her clit. I circle it, toy with it until she can’t take any more. Her pussy spasms around me, keeping me tightly locked inside her.
“Shit, baby. Fucking do it again,” I growl at her. My hips slow down as I keep fingering her clit. The more I can pull out of her, the more I want. This need for her is never going to be enough, no matter how many times I fuck her.
When she’s gasping for air, I pull my hand away and allow her to calm down. Her upper body hits the floor, but I keep my cock tucked away inside her until that fucker is soft. Only then does it fall free, and the rest of her body follows.
