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And that’s exactly what she started doing, finding a perfect pace that was building the pleasure so damn high neither one of us would come back down.
Her breasts shook back and forth as she bounced on me, the slick, sloppy sounds of her cunt working at my dick, working for that cum, filling my head. My nails were claws, and I dug them into her waist, hearing her gasp in pain as it broke her skin.
“That’s it.” My body was so strained as I tried to hold out on getting off. “Work that little pussy on my cock.” I rumbled a pleased noise. “I’m big. It’ll hurt. But I know you’ll take all of me like a good girl.”
She squeezed her eyes shut and clenched her teeth as she rose up and pushed back down another inch, using her honey to slicken me up so it was easy for her to slide down farther.
It was pure fucking torture of the best kind.
“It hurts,” she whispered.
“You fucking like it. Take more. Don’t stop.”
She moaned, a combination of her struggle to take all of me and her rising need to go harder, faster, to get that friction going.
I let her move up and down on me at her pace, allowing her to think she had control. And right now she did, but I was wearing thin, my need to control the situation moving higher and higher until I was choking on it.
“That’s it. That’s a good girl. Taking all of me and wanting more.” I loosened my hold on her enough that I could see the crescent-shaped wounds I left, beads of blood welling up. “You feel so good, princess. Take it. Take all of it. Make me come.”
And all she did was bounce on my cock faster. She braced her hands behind her on my thighs, digging her fingers into my flesh. Watching her move that slick cunt on me was a damn work of art.
“Give me that orgasm, baby. Soak my dick.” I reached between her legs to flick her clit with my thumb. And that’s all it took to have my female get off for me.
And gods, seeing her get off was a vision of the heavens opening up—hell, the devil coming up from hell to pat me on the back and say, Good job, bastard.
Just as she was coming down from her high, I grabbed her waist and lifted her off my cock. She cried out from the shock of the sudden movement. I held her easily above my straining erection and looked between her thighs, a trail of her virgin blood slowly dripping down her inner thighs.
A look between her legs showed my cock was glistening with the slickness of her orgasm and had a pink hue from her virginity. My dick jerked at the sight, more pre-cum beading at the tip before sliding down the front side of my length.
I jerked her forward so forcefully she had to brace her hands on the wrought-iron headboard, one knee braced on the pillow beside my head, the other one by my shoulder, her cunt on display right over my mouth. I dragged my tongue along the skin of her inner leg, lapping up that bead of virgin blood before moving the muscle up and licking at her pussy. I thrust my tongue inside her tiny hole, feeling her inner muscles clench around me, tasting more of that sweet, coppery essence.
I suctioned my mouth around her pussy and just sucked and sucked… and sucked so fucking much I was getting drunk from her flavor. I was growling and groaning, the sounds inhuman and harsh. But she let me do it all. She took it all.
I forced myself to break away and inhaled sharply at the same time I eased her back down my body so she was back in position. I grabbed my cock and held it up, notching the crown at her entrance once more. And then I pushed her down on me, making her take every single inch in one solid descent.
“Ride me,” I gritted out, and she did just that, getting right back into it. I tried to hold off on coming, my body tense, every muscle straining. But to hell with it. I was going to fill her up until the filthy sounds and scents of our fucking saturated this room.
I reached up and curled my big hands around her breasts, taking her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and twisting them hard enough her eyes flashed and then widened. “Come for me again. Give me what I want because you want to please me.”
I tweaked her nipples hard before pushing my upper body up, wrapping a hand around to cup her ass, and used the other one to curl around her throat so I could jerk her face toward mine and kiss her. My fang sliced my lower lip, and I made her drink from me, growling low when she knew what to do and sucked on my flesh, drawing the very essence out of me and taking it into her own body.
“That’s it. You’re fucking me so good, coming for me when I tell you to.” I reared my hand back, bringing my palm down hard against the fleshy mound of her ass cheek. She cried out and ground her cunt on my cock, causing me to growl, milking me as if she was starving for my cum.
And when she ground her pussy on me over and over again and cried out, getting off again, her ass resting on my balls as she swiveled her hips and took every single last inch of me, I let myself come so fucking hard I couldn’t see straight. I was lifting my hips, drilling my dick up and into her.
When she started to come down from her high, I wrapped an arm around her middle and had her flipped on her back instantly, my cock still buried deep inside her, still rock-hard. I could come several more times tonight and planned on doing just that. I wanted to fill her up until my seed was dripping out of her pussy, until the bed was soaked from our combined fluids because we’d been fucking all night.
I used my knees to keep her legs spread and stared down at her perfect pink cunt. My body was shaking, every single cell vibrating like a tuning fork, my muscles contracting and relaxing. I framed her pussy with my hands, spreading her lips wide before letting them snap gently back into place. Pulling out of the snug, hot fit of her body was pure torture.
I leaned forward an inch and, while holding her gaze with mine, let a trail of saliva slowly drip from my mouth right between her thighs, forcing her to see what a dirty bastard I was.
She gasped, and I felt her try to close her legs, but it took little effort to keep them open, forcing her to not only watch me sexually humiliate her—which I had no doubt I was doing just that—but also for her to accept that this was who and what I was.
I could see how flushed her skin was, knew she was getting off on this, even if she was ashamed about it.
And then as I stared into her eyes, I brought my palm up, hovering a couple inches right above her pussy, and slapped that tender flesh. She arched, her head thrown back, but her gaze still locked on me. A keening cry left her, one that told me how sensitive she was but still how good it felt for her.
I didn’t have to be a dirty bastard like this, but I couldn’t deny that being filthy and seeing how much she got turned on by it in turn drove me crazy.
