Pandora's Pleasure - Vanessa Fewings Page 0,37

up over my body to kiss me fiercely, sharing my sweet taste as his tongue lavishly spread what was forbidden.

He pulled back, resting on his elbows above me so that his engorged cock was visible, looming close to my entrance.

“Do you want me to stop?” he whispered, his eyes blazing with desire.

“I thought you were going to gag me.”

He leaned in and planted kisses along the crook of my neck, sending tingles along my skin, distracting me with the gentle affection.

He followed the soaking wet line of my cleft, inserting the tip of his erection into my entrance and pushing in a little.

A pinch.

He watched my reaction.

My thighs were sticky from how wet he’d gotten me. I sucked in a lung-full of air as he shoved in a little more, stretching me wide, causing a shock of pain in my pussy.

I snapped my gaze over to the lens that captured every move, every whisper, every sigh—my sacred moment his to enjoy later.

I’d demand to watch it, too.

Remembering what he’d told me to do and feeling like it might help, I lifted my head a little and suckled on his shoulder, my teeth biting into his flesh.

“Harder,” he coaxed.

Reluctantly, yet needing the relief, I dug my teeth into firm muscle.

My reward for this action was his hand sliding down between my thighs and his fingertip settling on my clit. He beat a perfect rhythm, causing my pussy to clamp down on the head of his cock.

He shoved all the way in—breaking through, breaking me in two…a glorious agony that made me let out a deep-throated groan. I squeezed my eyes shut to endure the pressure as he moved deeper inside me.

“God, you’re tight.” He gritted his teeth as though in pain, his expression taut and focused, perspiration spotting his brow. “I’m going to fuck you now.”

I arched my back, trying to endure his first full hard thrust, gasping with the discomfort, a terrible ache forging its way into pleasure. It was too much, yet it wasn’t enough, his filling me entirely with a threat of tearing. His finger flicked my clit, trying to edge me on as he pulled out a little and then eased back in, the sound of my slickness and stickiness no doubt caught on film.

My trembling certainly was, too, as were my moans as I squirmed beneath him. Unable to reach for his back, I strained against the cuffs, my wrists and ankles sore from the metal; but the sensation of restraint was pure ecstasy. I welcomed the sense of helplessness…being conquered by this man.

He rested his head on my chest. “I want to pound you but it’s too soon.”

“I want it.”

He shook his head. “Not yet. How does it feel?”

My jaw slackened as he rolled his hips in a circle. “Oh, it feels good, my pussy feels so…”

He nestled his face into my hair and whispered, “Say how your cunt feels out loud.”

This was him asking for the sake of the camera, I just knew it. Instead of hating him for it, I adored the idea of this being recorded to be savored at another hour. I didn’t care if he showed it to anyone. The idea of others watching him fuck me caused my arousal to spike—proving my desires were similar to his. I shuddered as my imagination overflowed with all the possibilities of what else he might do.

That video I’d seen of the ménage-a-trois rushed back into my thoughts, and I realized how nearly impossible it would be for me to endure being taken by two men at the same time. One man was more than enough.

“Your cock is so deep,” I cried out.

“And?”

“I’m so wet!”

“Good girl.”

“It feels so good.” I squirmed furiously beneath him, my breasts rubbing against his hard chest.

“Fight me, baby,” he growled. “Resist me.”

My hips lifted with each thrust, welcoming more of him.

His cock burrowed even deeper, causing me to arch and writhe and yell for more. I wanted to touch him.

“Play with my clit,” I begged.

Damien withdrew his length and I cried out at the loss of fullness, struck by the cruelty of him denying me what I’d grown accustomed to…what I deserved.

He reached for the metal cuffs around my ankles and unhooked them. Damien sat up and then lifted my legs to pull me closer so that I was half laying on the bed and half on him, my thighs wrapped around his waist with my ankles together behind his back.

His throbbing cock found my entrance again, shoving

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