Page 4 of Wicked Love


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Fuck, she’s tight.

My cock is going to fucking ruin her.

Adding my thumb to the barrage of pleasure on her clit, I groan into her cunt as she begins to lose control. Her hips buck and rock against my face as I quickly work her toward the brink. She comes hard, filling the empty parking lot with her cries of pleasure.

“You taste so fucking good,” I groan against her as I continue to lick at her sensitive clit. Her hands push at my face to ease the pressure, but I hold her thighs open with my forearms as I suck and lick even harder. Her trembling thighs fight against my hold, and my cock begins to grow painfully hard.

“The wetter you get, the sweeter you fucking taste,” I tell her as I force her to come again. Standing between her knees, I gather her hands in one of mine and press them firmly to the bed of the truck. Holding her forcefully beneath me, I take her mouth and make her taste her delectable juices lingering on my tongue.

Pulling back from our kiss, I grab my beer and take a sip of it before placing it between her thighs. Her eyes widen as I rub the mouth of the bottle against her dripping cunt, and I can’t help the smile on my face.

“I could drink from your sweet fucking cunt for days.”

“Sam,” she chuckles my name, not realizing the brevity of what’s to come, “What are you doing?”

Sliding it into her, I grunt, “Whatever the fuck I want.”

“Sam!” she gasps and struggles to pull out of my grip as I thrust the neck into her. “This isn’t funny. Stop.”

She continues to try and fight me as I fuck her cunt with the bottle.

She’s even more stunning than before.

“Are you going to fill this bottle with your delicious fucking cum?” My question rhetorical as I listen to her uncontrollable moans of pleasure.

“Please. Sam. Stop,” Mia cries as I relentlessly slide the smooth glass into her slick cunt.

CHAPTER FOUR

SAMUEL

“Stop?” I taunt. “You don’t mean that. I’m watching your tight little cunt squeeze around this bottle as you fight coming for me.”

“Please…” A tear rolls down her face, and her body spasms when I drive the bottle deeper and force her to come yet again. Mercilessly, I continue to tease her with the neck, and she quivers around the brown glass sliding through her arousal.

“Are you going to come that hard around my cock?” I pull the bottle from her. I bring the glass up to my lips and lick her sweet arousal from it. I take a sip and groan as I swallow her down. Placing the bottle in the truck bed, I unzip my pants and pull out my cock, already dripping with precum.

“Sam!” she screams as I violently yank her toward me and sink the entirety of myself into her soaked cunt.

“Fuck,” I moan, “it sounds even better than I imagined when you scream for me.”

Continuing to hold her hands firmly against the cold metal of the truck, I wrap my free hand around her throat as I continue to drive into her to the hilt. I repeatedly slam every inch of me inside of her as she writhes and screams beneath me.

“You’re so fucking tight when you scream,” I grunt as I thrust into her. “It’s even fucking better when you fight me.”

Climbing on top of her, I release her hands, and they immediately begin to flail at me, trying to push me from inside of her. Outweighing her by easily one hundred pounds, her fight is futile. Yet it causes my cock to grow even more rigid inside of her.

“That’s it,” I groan with a smile, as her palm strikes across my face. “Fucking fight me. You can hate every second of it, but you won’t be able to deny how much you fucking love me inside you when you’re coming for me.”

“Stop!” Her cries and screams continue to fill the void of the empty parking lot. Tears continue to stain her cheeks, and her tight cunt begins to tremble around my cock. Her eyes lock on mine as she tries unsuccessfully to shove me from her again before I can push her over the edge.

As much as she tries to fight it, she clenches uncontrollably hard as I tear her needed release from her. Violently thrusting through her tight vise, my balls tighten, and I know I can’t hold back any longer. I let out a roar as I pull from her and paint my release on the ground beneath the tailgate.

I step back from the truck and tuck my spent cock back into my pants. Lifting the bottle I used to warm up Mia’s perfect little cunt, I take another sip before pouring some into the pool of cum at my feet and kicking it into the dirt.

“You were better than I fucking dreamed.” I grip her thigh as she tries to pull her skirt back down to cover herself. “If your needy cunt wants more?—”

“Don’t fucking touch me.” She shoves my hand from her leg as she continues to sob.

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