Page 88 of Bleed Me

She hiked a leg over my hip and teased, “Prove it, stud.”

That girl was pushing my buttons. She knew I hated all my brothers always on my shit about my sperm because I knocked up Saph with one try again. The nicknames were endless—

Super Sperm;Steady Stallion;Dick of Austin;Potent Prairie;One Hit Wonder; Adam, Eve, and Giver;No Blanks Here.

Throwing Justice to her back, feeling her wet nakedness all over me, had me hankering for some fuckin’. “I want you to watch me fuck you.”

“W-What?” she said so breathlessly I knew she was on board.

I got on my knees and spread her bent legs apart, exposing all her glory. “I want you to watch me slide in and out of you.” I pressed on my erection to line it up with her core. The tip of my shaft was already beading up. “Sit up. Witness this miracle of your pussy.”

Downright panting, Justice pushed up onto her palms, sure to keep her pelvis tilted for me. “You have me so hot right now, I’m fucking lightheaded.”

Rubbing the head of my dick against her entrance, I groaned, “Watch how your lips beg for me.” Her little toes curled, but her eyes stayed entranced on me, touching her like this. I even lifted my rod to show her… “Babe, look how my balls have tightened up, dying to explode inside that warm channel I call heaven.” Her pussy was glistening as if I had drenched it with oil. “You’re so wet for me.” I rubbed her again. To tease that hungry core, I slowly pushed in my head, then stopped.

Justice whimpered.

I pulled out.

Her legs trembled.

Gliding my tip back in, slowly, almost painfully, I told her, “Look how perfectly we fit. Look how your pussy makes me strain, pushing my way in, but stretches for me every single time.”

Almost gasping, she stared, watched, nodding.

This time I didn’t pull out. “Watch.” I sunk in about halfway, then slowly retreated. “Look how your pussy coats me. Look at my dick shine, babe, because of all your juicy love.”

Her arms began to tremble.

“Want more?”

She peered up. “P-please.”

“Look down. Watch or I’ll stop.”

Her eyes fell. “D-Don’t stop.”

I pushed inside her again. “With your magic, you strangle me. That vein on the side of my dick gets squeezed as you let me come home, babe.”

Her stomach muscles began to shake. “H-Home.”

“After I make you come, I’m going to piston you like a V-eight engine.”

Her head fell backward.

I growled, “Justice.”

“I-I’m sorry.” Her head rolled back to watch. “N-Never so turned on.”

“No?” Leisurely, my free thumb headed toward her clit.

When I took too long, her little foot lifted off the mattress and stomped on the front of my shoulder. “Touch me!”

I pulled out my rod and dropped my hand.

“No! I’m sorry.”

Fighting laughter, because torturing her was quickly becoming my most favorite thing to do, I kept a straight face.