All Souls' Night - Renee Rose Page 0,110

my core, and I am lost in the bliss of his passion as I scream his name.

He moves up my body, his tongue roving over my stomach, back up to my breast as he takes my nipple between his teeth. I feel his cock as it brushes against my center, but he doesn’t enter me; just moves back a bit so only the tip of him brushes my clit.

He captures my cry of his name with his lips, kissing me deeply, his tongue tangling with mine. A moment later, he is gone, leaving me breathless with need for him. I tremble as I hear something being moved. He is behind me then, and his hands move up my arms, unhooking my wrists from whatever contraption he’s put them in.

“Bend for me, my sweetness,” he commands.

I do as he says, and find myself half-lying on a cushioned surface, my hands still stretched out above my head. He moves from behind me and I realize he’s hooking my wrists into another pair of cuffs that are part of the surface I’m lying on.

“Such an obedient little princess,” he murmurs. He trails his fingers over my back to my ass, and then spreads my cheeks, his finger sliding over my tight little hole to my pussy and then into me.

I gasp and cry out his name as he thrusts in and out of me, making me orgasm again. “Aaron, Aaron,” I exclaim as my body shudders and tightens around his finger.

He fidgets behind me and then his cock presses into my ass. He draws the head down, through my crack to my pussy, and slides into me. I am so slick, he slides in quickly, but he holds my hips as he pulls back out ever so slowly, and then repeats the move.

“Burn for me, Clarabelle, I want to feel you gushing around my cock,” he demands in a husky whisper.

He slides in and out of me in that quick, slow, slow, slow rhythm, making me scream out his name again and again as I come over and over again, my walls tightening around him each time. But he doesn’t come—not yet.

“You’re mine, Clarabelle, in every sense of the word. I will dominate you and pleasure you in every way,” he murmurs in my ear, his body bent forward over my back.

He pulls out of my pussy, moves around the surface and lifts my head, pushing a pillow under my cheek so my head is higher than my arms. Then his cock presses against my lips.

“Open those pretty lips for me,” he demands.

I do, and shudder as his cock slides into my mouth and down my throat. I am so deep in the trance that I am relaxed enough to allow him all the way in without choking. He holds my head as he slips between my lips, thrusting in and out several times. My pussy is so wet I can feel my juices flowing down my leg again as I come once more. My body quivers as I climax. I can’t cry out his name with my mouth filled with him, but still, he knows he’s compelled me to.

“Aaron,” I pant when he pulls out of my mouth. I try to catch my breath as he moves back behind me.

“In every way, my sweet little Belle,” he murmurs as he presses his cock to my tight asshole.

I gasp as he grips my hips and pushes himself fully into my ass. He stays still for a moment, allowing me to get used to him as his balls tease my clit. “Aaron,” I moan for him.

He slowly pulls out and then returns, keeping the pace slow and steady at first and then as my moans grow harder, he moves faster, sliding in and out of me, his balls slapping against my clit, driving me crazy. His fingers dig into my ass cheeks as he drives himself as deep as possible into me, and finally, we both explode.

I scream his name so loudly I figure it will draw attention, but no one comes to disturb us. Aaron curls around me, his cock—semi hard now—still brushing my pussy. In that moment, as his cock teases my clit, he bites my neck, and I swan dive into the swirling vortex of bliss. A moment later, he presses his wrist to my mouth, and I suck in a mouthful of blood.

His cock, now fully erect, twitches against me and I huff out his name. He slides down my