She doesn’t respond, but another thrust has her gasping for air, so I know I’m right. She wants this as much as I do. And fuck, does it feel good to claim her pussy on the fucking kitchen table, no-holds-barred. I love that look on her face, as if she’s desperate for my cum. I guess she didn’t have to do much fucking in her previous relationship. Well, that’s over now. She has me, and I’m not fucking going anywhere anytime soon.
She moans. “Fuck, I can’t … ah, I can’t hold it.”
“Keep. It. Together,” I growl, thrusting into her with each syllable. “This is my pussy, got that? My fuck hole and I’ll be the one to decide when you’re coming.”
“Yes!” she yelps, when I slap her inner thigh.
Her muscles contract around my length, applying delicious pressure to it and making me groan. I fuck her hard and fast until my cock begins to thump, ready to blow its load. However, I’m not ready to come yet. Oh no, I want to feel her tongue wrap around my cock first. Maybe, if she begs hard enough, I’ll come inside her. Although I can’t promise that it won’t be in her throat.
I take out my cock and walk to the side of the table while taking off my shirt, keeping my eyes on her face as she bites her lip at seeing me naked. I guess my ripped body has an effect on her even she can’t deny. What can I say? This is what happens when your job is killing people. You have to be fit and ready for anything.
I undo the straps around her legs and slide her further on the table until her head tilts backward. Then I tie her up again, this time to the front legs, making sure she’s unable to jump off and run. What I’m about to do to her will probably make her squirm, which is all the more fun.
As I stand in front of her face, I press my thumb on her chin and say, “Open up, sweet cheeks.”
She parts her lips and I bend over to give her a kiss. She gasps as I lick her tongue and groan into her mouth. I smirk when she blinks a couple of times. “Didn’t expect that?”
“I thought you were going to—”
“Oh, I definitely am. Don’t fucking worry about that, Princess.” I press another kiss to her lips. “But I wanted you to taste your own excitement first, just so you’d see that you can’t lie to me. Your pussy always tells the truth.”
She swallows as I stand up and rub her lips with my cock. The pre-cum is already dripping out, and I use it as lube on her lips. “I’m going to fuck your throat now, and you’re going to let me,” I say, pulling her face down. “Now open that mouth wide, Princess, or I’ll do it for you.”
Her lips open up, and I push the tip inside, avoiding her teeth as I sink into her mouth with ease. Her tongue feels so fucking sweet, so wet on my cock, that I almost come right there and then.
“Fuck me, Princess, you’re good at this,” I murmur, thrusting my cock down her throat.
I grab her throat with one hand and hold her down tight, fucking her face with everything I have. Fuck, it feels amazing. Her gagging and coughing sounds are exhilarating, only adding to the pleasure building up inside me.
I allow her a second to breathe, and her saliva smears all over her cheeks. “Look at the filthy mess you’re making, you dirty Princess,” I muse, grinning. Wonderful.
I let my hard-on slide back into her eager little throat. With fierceness, I grip her leash and pull it toward me, forcing her head to stay where it is; right in my fucking crotch. This leather thing allows for perfect maneuvering, and I love the feel of it and the amount of control I have over it. The exquisite look and feel, my band around her neck, this ring that signifies my ownership over her … it’s so fucking perfect. Like a fucking twisted fairy tale.
I shove my cock down her throat as far as I can until she’s out of breath and then pull out, only to ram it back into her again. God, my balls are bursting, and I’m so fucking eager to explode all over her. The only question is where.