with my other hand. I’m too big for her to take me all at once, even as she pushes back to try.
“That’s it, Angel, take all of me, work yourself onto my cock,” I murmur.
Her eyes close and her lips part in pleasure as she grips the sink, pushing back another inch to take me further into her tight wet pussy. “God, you’re so fucking tight, Angel.”
She swears, her head falling down. She’s so wet, but even so, I’m too big. Gripping her hip, I drag her back and forth on my cock. “Come on, Angel, take all of me, I know you can. Fuck my cock, baby girl.”
“Tyler, God, please,” she begs, pushing back to try and take me, but she can’t get enough force.
I stop teasing, denting her hip with my fingers as I slam into her. She screams, jerking against me, but I hold her still, letting her feel every inch of my thick cock invading her. Taking her.
Claiming her.
Making this dirty little angel mine.
“God, you feel so good, Angel, so tight, so wet,” I murmur, licking her shoulder as she relaxes against me. “Good girl. Feel how hard I am for you, how goddamn crazy you make me. I’ve imagined fucking this tight little pussy more than I can ever explain. Having you screaming beneath me as I cover you in my cum, watching it drip from your mouth and pussy and even your ass.”
She cries out and pushes back, so I slowly start to move with small, little thrusts, just working through her tight muscles as I continue to tell her every dirty little thing I want to do to her.
“Every game night, I imagined getting to my knees and burying my face in your pussy, making you scream as you come on my tongue.”
She cries out again, clenching around me as I start to speed up.
“Every movie night, I wanted to slip my hand up your thigh in the dark and feel if you were as sweet as you looked.”
“Tyler,” she gasps, her eyes meeting mine in the mirror, hazy with lust. Her red lips are parted, her cheeks flushed. She’s never looked so beautiful.
“Every fucking party, like my birthday, I wanted to follow you to the bathroom, bend you over the sink, and watch you take my cock—just like this—and fuck you so hard you couldn’t walk. They would hear us, wouldn’t they, Angel? And you still wouldn’t stop, not until you came like the greedy girl you are.”
“Yes, God, yes,” she chants, pushing back to meet my thrusts, going wild.
Gripping her hair tighter, I slam into her again and again. I fuck her hard and fast like I promised, her slick pussy clenching around my cock as she grinds back into me, taking all of my length.
“Such a dirty little girl. You would love it if someone saw us. If someone caught me fucking you. Saw you wild with desire for me, your cunt dripping and mouth filled.”
She rocks back harder, taking what she needs. “That’s it, Angel, take it all, make yourself come on my cock. Take that edge off.”
She cries out and does just that, her eyes closed in bliss, her body thrashing in my grip as she rocks and grinds on my cock, chasing her release. “You’re so close, Angel, I can feel it, all ready to come again for me, and we have barely started…”
“Fuck,” she snaps, opening her eyes again to meet mine. “You’re so big.” She shakes her head, watching me through the mirror. “You feel so fucking good, better than I imagined… I did that night,” she admits breathlessly. “When I was riding his cock, I was imagining it was yours… I was touching myself, thinking of you, when he woke up. I needed to come so badly…God, so badly.”
I pull on her hair, and she cries out in pain, her pussy clamping down on me. “So you used him, didn’t you?” I demand.
“Yes, yes, yes, Daddy, I used him,” she shouts.
“Did you come hard? Did you scream and close your eyes, imagining it was my cock you were bouncing on?” I growl, demanding her answer. “Look at me, Angel.”
Those baby blues lock on me as she licks her lips, her pussy fluttering around me. “Yes, God, yes, I was imagining it was you, every fucking time.”
I can’t help it, I lose it, and with a snarl, I piston into her. She cries out and her cunt clenches around me as she comes, but I