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“You like that? You like when I tease your tight little hole? Do you like watching me press inside you, slut?”
“Mmm…” The moan comes out as a breathy sob as I push my middle finger past the tight muscle in one merciless thrust.
God, the feel of her clenching around me as I curl my finger upwards and stroke in and out is maddening. The sight of her pussy dripping with every pump has my mouth watering. Before I can stop myself, I release her hair and crouch between her legs. My tongue laves at her engorged cunt. I’ve never been this thirsty for anything before, and as I lick at her pink, velvety flesh, a tremor racks from her to me, coursing through my body and setting fire to my need to fuck and mark and own.
Wrapping an arm over her belly, I bring her to the edge of the table, and as I suck at her clit, rolling it between my lips, I pull my finger out of her arse. While she’s cursing my name, I add another digit and thrust inside her to a loud yelp that reverberates around us.
Scissoring my fingers, I stretch her tight hole, stroking knuckle-deep while I nip up her body, fisting a swelling tit in my hand at the same time as I fuck her harder with my fingers. Her wet pussy slicks my cock as she meets the pump of my fingers and writhes desperately beneath me.
“I’m going to tear you apart,” I rasp into her mouth, lust gravelling my words as she shudders and shakes, her arse clenching tighter and tighter while her pussy gets wetter and wetter. “Is that what you want?”
“Yes…” The yelp is a mourning wail as I pull my fingers from her arse.
“Turn over, Swan. Turn over and get on your knees.” Slapping down on her wet pussy, I watch as she manoeuvres herself while I shuck my joggers off. “I’m going to fuck your cunt first. I’m going to own this pussy while I stretch your arsehole, and when you come for me like a good little slut, I’ll give you what you want.”
“Fuck…” she blusters as I trace my fingers over her spine, down the seam of her arse and the inside of her thigh.
With fraying control, I grasp her ankle and pull her flush to me, her front flattening to the tabletop as her thighs spread. Bringing her pussy down to meet my cock, I stroke it up and down her slit, before guiding it to her entrance.
“God, you’re so hot and so…so…fuck, you’re so big.”
Her hands slap onto the wooden surface as I edge the tip of my dick inside her, little by little, watching as her cunt clenches around me to the sound of her hiss. That sound. That low, breathy whistle of air through her teeth. It gets me every time. It’s like the key to uncage the animal inside me, and as the murmur echoes around us, I thrust to the hilt, gripping the toned flesh of her arse as I bottom out and her pussy spasms around me.
“Fuck! Oh God, Freddie…” The cry is a choked sob as I pull out and thrust back in, fucking her harder and faster with every stroke of my cock while I work her arsehole open for me with fingers, pushing in and out, curling and scissoring until every one of Georgina’s pleas is an unintelligible garble of curses and prayers.
“You’re going to come for me, Swan. I want to feel your cunt choke on my cock.” Trailing my other hand around her to her front, I round her clit as I inch my fingers out of her arsehole and add another. “Fuck, baby, you’re so fucking tight. So fucking hot, and I’m going to fuck this arse so fucking good, you’ll ache for days. You’ll feel me even when I’m not inside you.”
“Shit, don’t stop,” she begs, meeting me thrust for thrust as her entire body racks with the simmer of her release.
Her pussy fists my cock, and as I nip her clit with my thumbnail and pull my fingers from her arsehole, she comes with a slurry of curses, toes curling, hands clawing at the table. Her skin flushes with her orgasm, and as I pull out, she whimpers my name like I’ve devastated her existence.
Wrapping my arms around her, I sit into one of the chairs, taking her with me. Every tremble of her body racks through mine. I feel her pleasure, and I feel her pain. But like this, I feel her need for me. It’s addictive and resplendent. Nothing that I’ve ever felt before her. Nothing anyone has ever felt for me.
It doesn’t matter how much she wants it—I can’t hurt her. Not when she’s the only one that’s ever chosen me. Even with all my faults and flaws. After all my sins against her…this angel picked me. And although she’s everything I’ve ever feared, all that I’ll ever need to make it through this life. Georgina is all the prayers, wishes and pleas that I refused to make come to life.
“So fucking beautiful.” I lick the blisters of sweat over her collarbone to the crook of her neck.
Pulling her flesh into my mouth, I nip and suck until her pulse stutters with the bite of my pull. Her legs hang limp on either side of my thighs. While I cup her breasts, holding her flush to me, she grasps my wrists, hold tightening the harder I suck at her delicate flesh. I relish the taste of her blood rising to the surface, warming my tongue as I leave my mark on her.
Georgina wants to be marked by me? I’ll do it. I’ll cover her with bruising kisses until every inch of her is the colour of my need for her.
Bowing forward, she turns her face to mine as I kiss her neck. A sparkling amber gaze meets mine.
“Don’t stop,” she whispers, cupping my face in that way of hers that’s as gentle as it is fierce. Utterly intoxicating. “I want more. I want you everywhere.”
“Georgina…”
After all the hurt I’ve already caused her, it seems wrong to inflict any more on her.
“It’s not the pain, Freddie. It’s you. I just want you in every possible way.” Tears dazzle in her eyes as she strokes over my cheek with her thumb. “I ache for you all the time, and the more you give me of yourself, the greater the ache becomes. It’s never enough. Don’t you see? Don’t you feel it? You said you can feel me…”
Tears skitter down her face, the desperation in her eyes tugging at my resolve.
“Can’t you feel how badly I yearn? The more you give me, the more I long for. I want to rip myself open so that you can live inside me all the time.”
“I know. It’s a constant compulsion. An urge that never goes away.”
“Maddening.” She smiles. “It’s as though I’m going insane with this pent-up necessity.”
