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“No!” She gurgles as I flatten my fingers on her tongue, pushing down until she chokes, saliva spilling from her bottom lip.

“Your mouth says no, your pussy says yes. You’re thinking too much, baby. Stop fighting it. You’re getting my cock and your body sure seems happy about it. So, when you come, we will both know this is what you wanted, just as much as I do.”

She gets wetter the more I talk, so I give her a hard thrust, pushing her a few inches up on the bed as I draw my fingers from her throat, gripping the back of her neck.

“P—Please,” she sputters, her breaths coming faster now, her opening easing a bit then cinching tight again, making me grit my teeth against my own impending orgasm.

“Please, what? Please make me come, Daddy?”

She shakes her head, her black hair splayed around her head, across her face, sticking to her neck while her fingers continue to work her nipples, pushing her closer and closer to her release.

“I’m not going to come.”

“No?” I reach up and grab her throat, baring my teeth on a growl. “Okay, you won’t ask, you’ll beg.”

I ease my body back, giving her another thrust, thrust, thrust, grunting with each forward motion. Then, holding her throat, I spit onto the fingers of my other hand and slip them between us, finding that greedy little bundle of nerves and start to rub in lazy little circles.

Her hips betray her with a flex upward, taking me deeper, back and forth until I’m seated inside her to the hilt, her tight little pussy stretched around me like an obscenity.

“Look what you did,” I tease. “You fucked me all the way into you. Now, prepare to beg for that orgasm, Bijou.”

“Please, I don’t want to be pregnant. Can you put on a condom? Then, yes, I’ll do what you want, I have an orgasm, but please, don’t come inside me.”

I pull back, teasing her again, narrowing my eyes on hers so she thinks I’m considering her offer. I circle her clit, her hips rising and falling, moans slipping from her throat as she starts to meet me stroke for stroke.

“Oh, look at you. You don’t want a condom on Daddy’s cock, do you? Look how good you take it. I’m quite proud of you, baby. You hardly put up a fight. You look so pretty lying there, face all red and dirty, pussy spread around me, hands on your nipples. You’re quite the little slut aren’t you my wife?”

Watching her tits bounce as I plow into her makes me wish for a second I’d had us both naked, but this first time, this was what I wanted. I want my bride in her white dress, so pure. I may be a demon straight from the pits of hell, tattooed, naked and fucking her like a sex toy, but Bijou is an angel.

She’s growling, fighting the pleasure as I give her clit relentless attention.

“You’re creaming all over my dick,” I grunt through clenched teeth, my orgasm growing claws and teeth, trying to tear its way out. But I won’t allow it. Not until she submits completely. “You say you don’t want it, but you’re gushing. Your body is lubricating like a motherfucker just so I can have what I want. You’re fucking me back, Bijou, you can’t deny it.”

She squeezes her eyes shut, fingertips denting the flesh of her tits as I find a new angle and gain another inch of depth inside her bumping up on her cervix. Her body starts to shake, and she clenches her jaw, her inner walls stroking me off.

She’s rising and meeting my grunting thrusts, a bead of sweat trickling down from my temple.

“Good girl. So close, aren’t you? Beg me for an orgasm, baby.” I give her nub a little squeeze and her eyes roll back. “I knew you’d love being fucked by your stepfather. Such a pretty slut for me. I’ll be your first and your last, Bijou. Don’t have any doubt about it when I say I’m keeping you. Now, give me what I want. Your body is begging, I just need your mouth to do the same.”

“I won’t!” she screams, arching her back as I keep time on her clit.

She’s a stubborn little slut, but I know what she needs.

“I know your kinks. You can’t fight me forever.”

I drop her leg from my shoulder, leaning over, extending my arm until my fingertips touch the cool metal and slip around the handle.

In an instant, her eyes pop wide as cold, hard steel replaces my strumming of her defiant little clit. My heart nearly pounds through my chest as I center the barrel on her, wrapping my other hand around her leg, pulling her with me as I pound my thick cock into her tight opening.

“Beg for your orgasm.” I rub the metal onto her sensitive spot, the veins in her forehead rising, sweat breaking out over her chest as the fabric of her dress shushes against the sheets with every buck of my hips. “Say,I love you, Daddy, and please make me come. Just like that. Be a good slut and do as you’re told.”

I press the barrel down, her body bouncing up and down with my movements as she drenches my thick shaft. She’s close, fucking close.

“Please,” she whimpers pressing her head back into the bed.

“That’s a good start, baby. I’m proud of you. Now, say it right, be a good girl and tell me you love me and pretty please for your orgasm.” My temples pound, my balls weighted, making wet slapping sounds as I fuck in and out, faster, faster, daring her to hold back one more stroke.

Her body shutters. She’s right there.

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