shy and frankly scared as fuck at the thought of him doing something so…nasty.
“If you even think about getting prude on me, I’ll put you on your stomach, tie your arms and legs to each corner of this bed and eat your ass until you fucking cry,” he growls as his tongue circles my hole.
“I just…”
“Till. You. Cry,” he says as he probes my ass between each word. He pulls back and smacks my ass again before I feel his cock again. I turn around and see his eyes boring into mine, a sweet smile playing on his lips despite his sinfully sexy words and actions. “Before this weekend is over, I will have claimed every inch of your skin with my lips and tongue.” He slides inside of me and rotates his hips in a way that already has my clit splintering. “You hear me? Every fucking inch.” He grabs my hair, pulling the majority of my wild dark tresses into a ponytail as he begins to pound into me harder. With one hand in my hair and one hand on my hip, he fucks me wildly and aggressively, fucking me deeper with every thrust.
“Yes. Claim every inch.” I moan. I’m drunk on him and this and I know I’ll promise him anything he wants in this moment. I’m relishing in his possession and I feel equally possessive, wanting him all to myself forever. “Tell me how much you want me. How much you want to be the first man to come in my pussy.”
“I want to be the only fucking man to come in this pussy. You gave me a taste, Stassi, and now…fuck. I know it wasn’t the plan but…”
“Yes,” I agree. I will agree to anything to keep him doing that thing with his hands and his cock.
“FUCK,” he growls, letting his hand fall from my hair and to my other hip so he can pump into me even harder. “God, I’m close, are you? I need you to fucking get there.”
“I don’t know if…”
“That wasn’t a question or a fucking request, Stassia Rae. Make your pussy cream the fuck all over my cock. I don’t care what you have to do to get there.”
“But…”
“Now.”
“I need…touch me, Daddy, please,” I moan, and just as I thought it would, my clit tingles in response to my taboo words. One hand leaves my hip to slide between my legs and finger me all the while keeping the pace of fucking me. “Oh God, that’s it. Right there.”
“That it? I feel your pussy quivering. My God, you’re close.” Hands find my shoulders as he continues to fuck me and then I feel him move, like he’s mounting me and when I turn around he’s hovering almost above me, with one foot flat on the bed for leverage as his thrusts, damn near pushing me up the bed.
It’s so much deeper this way and I briefly recall every meme or post saying that a man can rearrange your insides in this position. My God, they’re right. My body will never be the same after Dominic and his dick wreck me.
I’ll never be the same.
“Stop thinking so much, baby. I’m here with you. Stay with me.”
“I’m here,” I whine. I’ve been climbing towards the peak for what felt like hours and I know this will be the culmination of the night. The most powerful and most intense orgasm of them all.
“Fuck, this pussy is mine. You know that. Even if we never do it again. Even if you go on and date other men or fuck other men or marry another man. This pussy will always be mine because I laid my claim first.”
“Oh God,” I cry out. My vision blurs as tears well in my eyes and slowly cascade down my cheeks as the orgasm flares in my belly and shoots through me. “FUCK, Dominic!” I scream. I press my face into the pillow and bite down, and scream again, muffling the second sound just as Dominic succumbs to his own orgasm and lets out a guttural groan.
“Stassia, fuck, baby.” He continues to thrust for what feels like ages, prolonging my orgasm, and then suddenly, I feel him moving in the opposite direction and I feel empty. Like a part of me that I’d just recently discovered and fit so fucking perfectly is now gone. I turn around to see him sitting back on his heels, staring at me. I half expect him to have a look of horror or