Highest Bidder Collection - Lauren Landish Page 0,38

loudly so she can hear me over her gasps.

“Green!” she screams out, exposing her throat as she arches her neck. Whack! I smack the paddle flat across her ass harder than before, and she draws in a sharp breath. Whack! Whack! Her mouth opens in a silent “O” and I know the endorphins are finally running through her, making everything hotter and more pleasurable and intense.

“Safe word?” I ask her as I gently press my palm to her hot skin.

“Green,” she moans softly with her brow scrunched. Good girl.

“You’ll answer me the first time I ask you now, won’t you?” I say as I debate on giving her another round to get more endorphins flowing.

“Yes, sir,” she says breathlessly. Her nipples are pebbled and her words coated in lust.

I toss the paddle behind me, she doesn’t need any more, and line my dick up. I’m not gentle as I slam into her tight asshole.

“Ah!” she screams out as I hammer into her. My hands grip her thighs as I pump my hips, watching her face for cues. She feels so fucking good. I knew it. I knew she’d feel like this.

I almost get lost in pleasure, but I can’t just cum yet.

I fuck her ass harder and harder, the buckles of the cuffs clinking, the feet of the bed slamming on the ground and her strangled cries of pleasure fueling me to continue. It’s a near violent and relentless pace, and I watch her face, waiting for the limit. I know she’s going to need to say it. I need to hear her. I need to know I can trust her to tell me when it’s too much.

I angle my hips and shove my thick cock all the way into her ass, my fingers digging into her ankles as I push into her to the hilt, filling her ass and making her scream. She pants out her breaths and tries to struggle against me, but it’s useless. I hammer into her, pistoning my hips, pushing further on the side of pain.

I start to worry as she doesn’t say it. She doesn’t give me any indication that she’s close to her limit. She wants this, she’s enjoying the pleasure and pain blending into one, but I’m nearing my own limits. She isn’t a red girl. There was no indication that she preferred pain in the meeting or the pamphlet.

My own breath comes in ragged as her face scrunches and I continue thrusting my hips into her tight hole.

“Yell-” she starts to say, craning her neck with her body tensing. I still inside of her and bend down, moving under the spreader bar and kissing her lips sweetly.

“Good girl,” I whisper against her lips as her face relaxes and I move easily in and out of her with slow deliberate thrusts only meant for pleasure. She opens her eyes slowly, and for a fraction of a second a spark ignites between us, something forceful I’ve never felt before. I’m quick to move away, regaining my position and roughly rubbing her throbbing clit with the rough pad of my thumb.

“Cum for me, treasure,” I give her the command as my own orgasm slowly approaches, making my spine tingle and my toes curl. She closes her eyes and thrashes her head as I give her a quicker pace, fucking her ass and rubbing her clit to get her off.

But she’s struggling to get there. My own is approaching, and I want her to cum again. I need that. I have to have her sated and finding her release with mine.

I pull my hand away from her pussy and her eyes pop open, looking back at me as I smack the back of my hand down hard across her clit. That does it. Her pussy spasms around nothing, and I thrust into her tight asshole over and over as the waves of my release finally crash through my body.

Yes!

My balls draw up, and I hold my breath as pleasure wracks through my body.

Fuck, she feels too fucking good.

I pump short, shallow thrusts into her ass as her body trembles beneath me and she screams out my name. Thick streams of hot cum leave me in waves as I bury myself as deep in her as I can and groan in utter pleasure.

I tighten my grip on her thigh as she trembles under me and I fill her with my cum.

When I finally pull away, breathless and sated, I do so gently, pulling out slowly and