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I pulled her to me and placed my hands on her buttocks squeezing them hard.
"Hmm, I believe that we need to do something about it, don't we?" I said and then kissed her, claiming those lips like I was a starving man, her low moan heated my blood, and my raging hard on pressed over the zipper of my shorts. I needed to have her here and now.
"Please Spencer, touch me," she pleaded when I stared directly into her eyes. I smiled.
"I like when you're begging me baby, did your needy cunt miss my cock?" I asked, stroking her hair away from her face. Her eyes widened when my other hand slipped under her dress and stretched her knickers aside. I hummed, finding her drenched. I grazed my finger over her slit, then rubbed her clit slowly, while her whole body trembled for quick release.
"Keep doing that," she said and I eased one finger inside her, finding her completely and utterly soaked for me.
"Are you going to take my cock here and then come all over it like a good little slut?" I asked, thrusting my finger in and out slowly until she started panting. I wanted that mouth around it too. I withdrew my finger and then slapped her arse. She groaned with disappointment.
"I need you Spencer. Now!"
“And you will have me. Bend over by that rock, baby. This won’t take long …”
She gasped and obeyed me. I smacked her arse again, drawing a giggle from her. After dragging her panties down, I glanced around to check my surroundings. Laura stared at my pulsating cock and then swallowed hard. There was so much more that I wanted to do with her, but I didn't want to rush it.
“Don’t you want to wear a condom?” she asked.
I lifted her dress and smacked her arse harder this time. She hissed, releasing a loud moan.
“No, I need to feel you in all your natural glory,” I growled, then pulled out my rock-hard cock. I truly couldn’t get enough of her.
After days of being with her, living with her in true paradise, I felt different, and I was glad we had established that she was mine and I was hers. I wanted to commit to her, and even if the thought of her being my wife still terrified me, I was willing to make her mine in every sense of the word.
She moaned when I entered her. Laura was so tight, so fucking perfect.
“Spencer.” She struggled as I moved inside her while rubbing her clit.
One thrust, and I was ready to explode. Sweat gathered on my forehead as I pushed myself to ease into her slowly, but it was impossible. She felt absolutely perfect and I was already on the verge of my own release.
“You feel incredible. I never want to be apart from you,” I whispered in her ear. "Your pussy is made for me baby, only me. Do you understand me?"
Gripping her hips, I sped up the pace.
"Yes, only for you," she moaned and panted for air. I wrapped my hand around her throat and squeezed it.
"Fuck you're so tight," I growled, aware that I was pushing things a little too far, not letting her take another breath. Her eyes widened with panic as I thrust harder and faster. "Tell me you like my hands on your throat shortcake?" I released my grip enough for her to reply.
"I missed – oh God," she moaned and I put more pressure on her windpipe, her breathing now constrained to tiny gasps of air. I kept fucking her, seeing the panic seeping in slowly as I squeezed her throat tighter, cutting her oxygen off.
"That's my good girl," I whispered. "Now come all over my cock!"
I released my grip, then placed my hands on both her hips, thrusting to the hilt and in a way I was glad that we were alone and far from the villa because she came undone, exploding all over my shaft. I pounded into her, feeling invincible; my own release was close.
“Does your greedy pussy like when it’s milking my cock, my slutty nanny?”
She convulsed and writhed around me.
"Yes, oh God, yes!"
Colours burst behind my eyelids like fireworks. Every inch of me participated in this collision of ecstasy. I came hard, filling her with my cum. This woman was going to be the end of me, and nothing was going to change between us once we returned back to London.
I dragged my hand through my damp hair, trying to calm my erratic breathing. Laura looked positively fucked.
“I think you might have broken my vagina permanently, Spence, and we really need to get back now. Rupert is probably waiting for us," she said. When I glanced at her, I saw red marks on her throat and I suddenly felt a little guilty. Maybe I’d pushed her a bit too far, too soon.
I pulled up my shorts and took off my t-shirt, then I walked up to her, stroking her face.
