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Fuck. Her pussy is so goddamn tight.
Wet.
And all for me.
With the chain still in my hands, I push her down onto my hard cock, again and again. Up and down, thrusting hard. I don’t do easy. I don’t do gentle. I want her to know that. I want her to realize what she did. And I want her to love it.
Because I do. I fucking live for this.
I tug her collar and pull her toward me. My mouth crashes into hers, taking her hungrily. With my tongue, I nudge and force my way inside, licking the roof of her mouth. I want her taste to linger on my lips. I want her moans to resonate in my ears.
God, I want it all.
As our lips unlatch, I grab the knife from the bed again. She was so close to it that she could’ve grabbed it … but she never even realized. Or maybe she didn’t even think of using it against me.
But I will.
I slide the tip along her collarbone, and she holds her breath, momentarily stopping her bouncing. I don’t go deep … just enough for a small trickle of blood to flow.
Then I drop the knife on the bed and suck it off her skin. Hard.
I moan out loud from the taste.
“Fuck, I love this.” I groan.
“What was that?” she asks.
“The knife,” I murmur, licking her skin, working my way up to her ear. “Did it hurt?”
“A little.”
My cock pulses inside her.
“Are you scared now?” I whisper into her ear. “Scared of who I am? What I like?”
“No,” she murmurs, sucking on her bottom lip.
God-fucking-dammit. Why does she have to be so irresistible?
“Go on then … ride my dick,” I whisper, leaning back with a grin.
She slowly starts to move again. I grab her waist and help her, driving into her with my full force. With my teeth, I tug at her nipples, making them hard … and making her moan out loud.
“Do you want this?” I ask, shoving my cock into her. “Say it. Make me believe it.”
“Fuck me,” she mewls, the chain whipping up and down in my lap.
I grasp it and hold it tightly as she bounces on my lap. It makes me feel powerful. In control. I love how it feels in my hand, how she feels on my dick. How we come together in synchronized debauchery.
I don’t even fucking care if it’s right or wrong.
I just want to fuck her into oblivion. So I do.
With my thumb, I rub her clit while thrusting into her, watching her decline into madness. She’s enjoying this, I can tell, and I want her to. I want her to know what it’s like to live on the edge.
I want her to give it to me. Everything. I want to see her come.
“Come,” I growl, rubbing her swollen clit.
She moans so loudly my dick starts to pulse inside her, and then I feel it … her pussy clenching around me. Fuck. That feels good.
I grab her by the waist and pull her off before I come. With my dick still bobbing, I throw her onto the bed and slap her ass so hard it makes her squeal.
“Hands and knees.”
Slowly, she does what I ask, but not fast enough for me, so I pull the chain to pull her neck up as I perch myself behind her.
“There you go … nice and wide for me. Show me how wet your pussy is.”
Her hands dive between her legs, and she starts rubbing her clit. I love the sight so much I immediately ram into her with everything I have, incapable of holding back any longer.
“Fuck!” she screams as I thrust into her with full force.
“This is what you wanted, wasn’t it? Me fucking your brains out,” I growl, gripping the chain tighter to show her who’s in control. “You got your wish. Now beg for it. Beg for my cum.”
“Give it to me,” she moans with delight as I fuck her little hole.
I slap her ass while going hard, loving the pink shade that appears. It almost makes me want to bite her again. But I can’t hold it any longer. She’s just too good. Too perfect.
And I come again, roaring with lust, jetting my seed deep inside her.
When I’m sated, I pull out of her, and she collapses onto the bed.
For a moment, I stay in the same position, watching her with amazement. Then the realization of what I’ve done settles in, burning its way through my skin.
This girl was supposed to be my savior. And now she’s undoing me in a whole different way.
Fuck.
I crawl up to her and grab her body, pulling her toward me so I can cradle her. Her breathing is heavy, and her eyes are closed. Her body shaking.
She’s completely worn out. And it’s all my fault.
