“Dallas—”
I flipped her over with ease and put her on her knees. She sucked in a breath as I gripped her ass and lined my cock up with her pussy, driving into her again. I slid my arm beneath her ribs, pinning her in place as I fucked her.
“Holy fuck. Fuck.” Her voice was muffled against the blankets. “I’m drooling.”
God, that did a lot for my ego. My eyes closed as I railed her into the mattress, wondering just how long this bed frame would last us. She met every thrust, pushing her ass back with a moan or whimper on every motion, her fingers gripping the blankets.
Her dark hair splayed out. I gathered it up in my fist and tugged.
“Yes,” she gasped. “Fuck yes.Please.”
My thrusts faltered. That response to me grabbing her hair nearly made me come. I paused for a few seconds, holding my breath as I battled the pleasure threatening to send me over the edge.
It didn’t matter that I’d stopped, though. She kept moving, sliding back and forth on my cock, using me like a toy. My eyes burned into her, memorizing every curve and line of her bodyas she kept going. Her face turned to the side, her lips parted, cheeks flushed.
“Please come in my mouth,” she moaned. “When you’re ready. I want to taste you.”
Fuck me. I tightened my grip on her hair and pulled. Her head arched back as I started thrusting again, her hair knotted in my fingers.
“You feel so fucking good. I swear you were made for this cock.”
“I was.” She whimpered. “I was made for your cock.”
There was nothing sweeter than this sort of submission. All our thoughts were turned off, and I only felt the all-consuming need to have her. To fuck her.
“Breed me.Please.”
Breed her? My jaw slackened, my brain short circuiting. For a split second, all I could think was I needed negotiations for what I wanted to do. I needed to check in with her. I needed to do this the right way, the safe way, but?—
I leaned in and growled in her ear, slowing my thrusts into deep strokes.
“Breed you?” I rasped, my voice deep. Dark.Primal.
“Ye-yes.” Her pussy milked my cock, pulsing as she whined. “Breed me. I’m all yours. Use me. Take me.”
Every word was punctuated with submission. She wasn’t telling me what to do, she was begging for it. Pleading for my cock to give her every drop.
“I love hearing you beg,” I said against her ear. I continued to keep my voice low as I talked her through it. “Every thrust is heaven. You’re perfect. Absolutely fucking perfect. You’re taking this cock so well and you’ve earned every drop. And you’re going to swallow every drop for me, aren’t you?”
She shuddered suddenly, her pussy squeezing me. My eyes widened as I realized she was coming again.
“Fuck, look at you. Coming around my cock like a good girl. You were made for it.”
“I was made for it,” she moaned, shivering again. “Fuck.”
“That’s right, baby. I love feeling you shake beneath me.”
I was about to burst. I didn’t stop though, keeping the same rhythm until her body relaxed, her breaths ragged.
“Turn over on your back and open that pretty mouth for me.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Jesus.I pulled out of her and ripped the condom off as she flipped onto her back. I stroked myself as I moved up the bed, straddling her chest. My cock pushed between her breasts, the head plopping against her waiting mouth.
She stuck her pink tongue out, her eyes meeting mine again.
And goddamn it. It was the eye contact that sent me over the edge.
