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This wasn’t about abuse but about getting them both off. He’d never hurt her unless she wanted it, craved it.
Pushing his fingers into her pussy again, he teased her flesh, felt her get wetter. Taking his fingers from her again, he used the belt on her ass and the back of her thighs, loving that she cried out in pain, so aroused that she was telling him to hit her harder, go longer.
He gave her a good working over, drawing the leather over her body, making red welts and bruises form. But she loved this, loved looking at them. He remembered that from when they’d been together. Her moans and cries were the most amazing sounds he’d heard.
She didn’t beg him to stop, only to keep going.
He stopped, breathing hard, frantic. Her ass was a glorious shade of red. Grabbing his cock, he stroked himself several times.
But Big wasn’t done. Not even close to finished.
15
“Turn over. Lie on your back, and let me see all of you, baby.”
Claire moved onto her back, her mouth parted, her eyes trained on him.
Big set the belt on the floor, clenched and relaxed his hands, and moved toward her again. He looked at her body, got an eyeful, and then leaned down and started running his tongue over the top of her foot, up her leg, circled her stomach, and dipped the muscle into her navel.
She tasted good, like sweetness with a hint of salt.
He moved up her chest and latched his mouth onto her nipple, sucking at the taut peak. Caressing her other nipple with his mouth and tongue, he did this for several seconds and then leaned back, staring at the tight buds.
“More, Big,” she groaned.
He pinched her left nipple hard until she was arching up into his touch. Leaning down again, he sucked on her tight bud, moving his fingers out of the way to replace them with his teeth.
“Yes,” she cried out.
He cupped her pussy, sliding two fingers in and out of her tight, wet slit. Her body writhed under him. Removing his fingers, he looked at her pussy and saw it was nice and pink, wet and swollen. He couldn’t help it. He slapped his fingers over her flesh.
Smack. Smack. Smack.
He slapped her pussy three times while sucking on her breasts.
He moaned, thrusting his hips against her thigh, needing her badly. She was so close to an orgasm that she was panting for it, begging for it…on the ledge and ready to fall over.
When he knew she’d had as much as she could take right now, he pulled away only long enough to thrust her legs open even wider, her pussy hole slightly gaping for his cock. “Your body…so fucking gorgeous.” He reached for the back of her neck, curled his fingers around her nape, and lifted her head up.
Slamming his lips down on hers, he fucked her mouth with his tongue again, needing this for a moment. She held on to his biceps, digging her nails into his skin until he hissed in pain.
“That’s it, baby. Mark me just as I’m marking you.” Wrapping his hand in her hair, he held her tightly against him and murmured against her mouth. “You’re mine, and I’m not going to let you go.” Big would tell her this over and over again until it was engrained. “I’m going to remind you exactly who you belong to, and you’re going to love every second of it and of what I do to you.”
He kissed her one final time before letting her go so she was leaning back on the bed again. Gripping his cock, he stroked himself from root to tip.
“Lift that cunt to me, baby. Present it to me. Yeah, that’s what I want. What I’m fucking talking about,” he said when she lifted her bottom half to him. “Yeah, Claire baby. I’m going to fuck your pussy, fill you with my cum, and make you wet from it.”
Tonight, he wasn’t going to leave any part of her untouched. He needed her to know who she belonged to.
He was going to give it to her all right, give it to her good and hard. She’d been hungry for his cock back in the day, addicted to him, to what he gave her, and he could tell it was the same way with her now.
Aligning the tip of his dick with the opening of her pussy, he slid inside in one firm thrust. He groaned as her tight pussy walls squeezed him, clenched around his cock. Holding on to her hips, Big started pounding inside her, sliding his cock in and out, over and over again.
Gripping her hips even tighter and digging his nails into her flesh, he heard her hiss out in pain, but then she moaned. He slammed every inch of his dick inside her, making Claire take it all and beg for more. The tips of his fingers were white where he touched her, and he knew there would be bruises…his marks on her flesh.
