OWNED & UNTAMED (Back Down Devil MC #11) - London Casey Page 0,30
itself free from captivity. My dick popped out and stood straight at her.
The look on her face was priceless. Everything she had remembered.
Her right hand grabbed the thick root of my cock and held there.
I put my hand to hers and squeezed, stroking a little, feeling my cock already pulsing, ready to let go. That’s the kind of shit Belle always did to me. I could fuck for hours. I could fuck for the feel, the pleasure, the act of just fucking. But with Belle, there was so much shit twisted up in it all, it was like my dick wanted to suddenly become a minute-man.
I leaned forward some more, my left hand grabbing the bed again. I kept going until my body pressed against Belle’s. My mouth was an inch from hers.
“You asked me to stay,” I whispered with a cocky grin.
“Yes, I did,” she said.
“This is why I said no,” I said. “I can’t be near you and not fuck you.”
I stroked my hand over hers, all the way to the head of my cock. I then let go and brought my hand all the way up to the back of her head.
“Look down and watch me,” I said.
Time felt like it had somehow slowed down and sped up at the same time.
Our heads were touching as we both looked down. Belle’s small hand trying to grasp my thick cock. Pulling me toward her body as I eased down some more, pressing against the soft and warm entrance to her core. I thrust and entered her, just the head of my cock, and her hand grabbed at my stomach. Nails scratching at me already as I slowly broke her open, relieving her of all that pent up stress and lack of sex.
I buried myself deep inside her with a few hard thrusts. I kissed her mouth, feeling her groan as her tongue tried to keep up with mine. My hand dug into the back of her head, into her soft hair, just like I always remembered. My other hand slid down the side of her body, following her perfect natural curves until I found comfort at her ass.
I started to fuck her and never let up. Pulling and pushing, pumping and thrusting, each time I moved back into her the bed jumped, the mattress squeaked, and Belle let out either a whimper or a cry.
As I started to lift up off her body, something happened inside me. It was like a fuse had been lit. My hands touched her sides, gripping her ribs, just under her breasts. My feet were planted firmly on the floor. Her body moved in sync with mine. Her beautiful breasts, so full and tender, bounced with delight to the rhythm of me fucking her. Slowly, Belle reached back, hands over her head, grabbing at the comforter on the bed. She arched her back, groaning, finally losing herself to me.
She started to come for the second time, lifting her ass off the bed. I felt the gush against my cock, the hopeless throbbing, her hips bucking, seeking even more relief. It fucking pissed me off that someone like Belle hadn’t been taken care of in a year. With all the shit going on in her life she should of at least had this to enjoy. But at the same time, I felt a rage of jealousy hit me. That another man had touched her since me. Then an overwhelming feeling of demanding no man to ever touch her again.
I chased my thoughts away and let my eyes memorize the scene. Looking down at our bodies colliding together. My dick pumping in and out of her, veins throbbing, ready to finish. The sight of her delicate folds gripped to me, welcoming me with each thrust forward. Her hips, belly, my hands holding her sides tight, her breasts bouncing, her beautiful neck, cute little chin and nose.
Ah… fuck…
I felt the rush hit me like a bulldozer. My ass flexed and bucked forward at her, almost stutter stepping on the floor. I quickly leaned forward and with my right hand, grabbed for her hair. I pulled her mouth to mine a split second before I started to come. My stomach flexed as I pressed harder and deeper than ever.
And I let go inside of her, feeling that comfortable rush. My cock spilling and her body still moving, sliding against me, coaxing it all out of me.