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“Up,” I give a gentle nudge of her hip, and she lifts just enough for my cock to slide from her warmth. Reaching beneath us, I tuck myself back into my pants before helping her up from my lap, ensuring that her dress fully covers any of her that might be exposed.
No one else gets to see what is mine.
Cora steps to me when I stand from my seat, and she slides both of her hands up my chest. Lowering my face, I’m met with her deep blue pools staring up at me.
“Let me give you what you want.” She presses up onto her toes and stretches toward my ear. Lowering her voice, she whispers, “Make me scream for you. Take me so hard that I cry for you.”
“You don’t know what you’re asking.” My cock throbs as I momentarily fantasize about shoving her to the ground and cinching my belt around her throat.
Her soft hair brushes along my jaw as she lowers back to her heels, her gaze unwavering when she meets mine again. Sliding her hands along my chest and down my arms, her touch is so light that she’s like a breeze blowing against my shirt. When her palm reaches mine, she slips her fingers into mine.
I want to take everything she’s offering.
And so fucking much more.
“Fuck it.”
I can get what I need without hurting her.
She will be different.
Without another word, I pull her along the veranda until we reach the employee entrance to the cellar. She struggles to keep up as I take the steep concrete steps, pulling her behind me. As soon as I reach the bottom, I turn to quietly shush her when I hear a small group of customers on a tour. Squeezing her hand, I drag her between a row of barrels and tuck us into the corner behind them.
“Not fucking a sound,” I whisper as I place my finger to her lips. She gives a small nod in acknowledgment, and I take my time sliding my finger along her mouth until the tip is resting against her pouted lower lip.
“Open.” I mouth the word as I press it between her lips and onto her tongue. Her mouth circles my finger and sucks it lightly as I repeatedly slide it over the length of her tongue.
So fucking eager.
Gripping her jaw, I add two more fingers and begin to thrust them faster and deeper into her mouth, repeatedly causing her to gag lightly. Relishing in her discomfort as I watch the tears begin to well her in her eyes.
“Is this what you wanted?” I shove them deep, and she gags hard, clearly fighting back the need to vomit. Her pooling tears now begin to run, causing mascara to trail down her cheeks, and I can’t hold back the smile spreading across my face. “Now, lift that dress for me.”
My fingers continue to massage her tongue as she gathers the fabric of her flowing skirt. Inch-by-inch, it slides up her legs until I can see the white lace of her thong. Staring at her perfect cunt through the sheer fabric, I slide my saliva-covered fingers from her mouth. I drag them down her neck, leaving a wet trail in their wake, and wrap them firmly around her throat.
Leaning in until there is barely air between our lips, I squeeze tighter around her throat as I slip my other hand between the delicate fabric of her panties. Without giving her time to react, I press my fingers through the lace with ease. I give a swift tug leaving them nothing more than shreds of fabric in my fist.
I squeeze harder around her throat and her pupils dilate from the restriction. The tiny black saucers grow before my eyes as her mouth gapes open. Gathering the saliva in my mouth, I forcefully spit into hers before shoving her panties between her lips and onto her tongue.
“I want you to remember that you asked for this.” My words a deep whisper as I slide my hand along her chin, encouraging her to close her mouth. Quickly lowering the zipper, my throbbing cock springs free, and I can’t help but groan at the relief from no longer being stuck in the confines of my pants.
As my pants slide down my thighs, I grip the backs of hers and pull her around my waist as I drive her back into the concrete wall. Trapped between the wall and my body, I press into her until I’m buried to the hilt. I pull back and slam into her again and again.
Every thrust is a brutal, yet blissful, assault on her body. Her back scrapes along the cold, coarse wall as I drive into her, and my hips undoubtedly bruise her inner thighs as I repeatedly drive against her. Muffled whimpers tremble from her lips, the wet wad of panties in her mouth the only thing keeping her cries at bay.
“Your tears are fucking beautiful,” I breathlessly whisper as I continue to relentlessly fuck her perfect cunt. The pad of my thumb roughly runs along her lower lip before I firmly cover her mouth and nose with my hand. “But you haven’t screamed for me yet, love.”
Cora’s eyes immediately go wide with fear at the realization that she can’t breathe, and as she tries not to panic. A fight she quickly loses, her whole body tightening around me as she violently tries to push my hand from her face. Her nails dig into my hand and rake down my arm as she continues to fight for air.
Fuck, her fight feels like heaven.
Her already tight cunt squeezes painfully around my cock—the fear, lack of air, and my cock all drawing an orgasm from her so strong that her entire body convulses against me. My pace is relentless, and she continues to come for me as I loosen my hand.
Free from my hold, she desperately sucks in a deep breath of air as I continue to take her hard and fast. My fingers slide around her throat, but I don’t need to squeeze to get what I need. Her muffled screams vibrate against my palm as her cunt clenches around my cock, and there’s no holding back. Burying myself into her with a final savage thrust, I unload with a groan, “Fuck.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CORA
