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“I need . . . I need . . . ” Why was it so hard for her to tell him what she needed?
“What do you need, my baby?”
His voice was rough, hot. And she moaned again as he hit this spot inside her that had her seeing stars.
“I need to touch my clit. Please. I won’t be able to come unless I touch my clit.”
“You’ve never come just from being fucked?” he asked.
“No!” She shook her head. “I can’t!”
“I don’t like that word, remember?”
Shoot. It seemed like she might be in trouble right now.
He moved one hand and placed it on her mound, right over her clit.
It wasn’t enough friction. Not nearly enough. She sobbed.
“Please,” she begged.
“I want you to try. For me. You can try, can’t you, baby? And if you can’t come from just my cock, I will lay you back on the sofa and eat you out. I promise.”
Another cry, but she nodded.
“Just empty your head. Don’t think of anything but pleasing me. Of what you can feel. Nothing else. All you have to do is just hold on and feel.”
“No pressure?”
“No pressure. You feel so fucking good. Your pussy is so tight. God. I can barely hold myself back from coming inside you right now. Fuck, baby.”
A whimper escaped her. She needed more.
“Please, please,” she cried. “I need more. Harder. Faster. Please. It feels so good.”
“You beg so fucking nicely. Such a good girl for me. And good girls get rewarded, don’t they?” He slid his hand away from her mound, but she barely noticed as he fucked her even harder. It was all she could do to keep herself upright.
Her orgasm was building inside her. Growing and growing.
“I want you to come with me, baby. I know you can do it. Come around my cock. You know I own you, so be a good baby girl for me and come.”
She couldn’t remember ever feeling like this during sex. She was sobbing. So wet that she knew she was making a mess of him, of her dress. And in so much need that she couldn’t take it anymore.
Emptying her mind, Faith let go.
And. It. Was. Glorious.
She came around him, clenching down on his thick dick as he groaned, spilling himself inside her. Her mind spun, and the room around her disappeared.
All that was left was Reuben and pleasure.
By the time she started coming down from the high, he’d pulled out of her and was lifting her up into his arms.
“My dress is ruined,” she muttered, snuggling into him. Her mouth found his nipple and she flicked it with her tongue.
He shuddered and slapped her thigh. She yelped, glaring up at him.
“Behave yourself, brat. I thought that spanking would have been enough, but if you need more . . . ”
