He nodded as he placed a tender kiss on my lips. “I know; just a little more. I can feel you fucking pulsing.”
Soon he was all the way inside me, seated to the hilt. I looked at my stomach to see his print slightly, only for him to pull out and slam back into me, using my hips to anchor himself as he dug his fingers into my skin.
“Oh fuck, yes,”he moaned.
I covered my mouth as he began fucking me hard. And he wasn’t holding back. It was as if he’d been waiting for days… weeks… or even several lifetimes for how hard he was going.
“Fucking take it, you little whore,” he degraded. I felt myself get even wetter. “My little slut. Fucking lying there and taking my cock like a good little girl.”
I nodded quickly as I felt my pussy clench.
I’d never really considered how praise or degrading would affect me. Yet, with the way he was using me for his own pleasure and reminding me of how well I was taking him, I could feel my body reacting to him. And unfortunately, with the sinister look in his eyes, he’d noticed too.
“What are you?” he asked, and I shook my head. If I was going crazy, I would have noticed the sadistic smile that wanted to tug at his lips from my misery. He tsked as he grabbed my jaw in his hand, continuing to fuck me while my legs shook helplessly.
“I just told you, Flower… you couldn’t possibly forget that easily. Now.”Thrust. “What.”Thrust. “Are.”Thrust. “You?”
I let out a choked whisper.
“Your… little whore.”
He nodded, pushing himself deeper as I flinched, and the pleasure intensified. “There’s a good girl. What else?”
“Your little slut.”
“Mmmm, and who does your little pussy belong to?”
“You,” I whispered as tears filled my eyes while I came over his cock.
“Good girl. Fucking squeeze it, Flower… there you go, baby.”
I took a deep breath as my legs trembled. Beckham pulled out and placed a kiss on my shoulder before flipping me on my stomach and pulling my ass back so I would arch on all fours. He grabbed a pillow and put it under me, and I moaned into the mattress as he slowly slipped back in my heat, my pussy desperately waiting for him to use it any way he wanted.
“Please... please, please,”I pleaded.
He slammed his hips into mine while he placed pressure on my lower back to make me arch further. I had never had someone this deep. Gavin wasn’t this big or this rough with me, either.
Beckham leaned down, and I practically shivered as he purred by my ear.
“You’re mine now, little flower.”
I tried to speak, but I felt my words getting caught in my throat as my release started building again. I clutched the sheets in my fists as I cried out, cumming under him. He placed another kiss on my shoulder as he continued forcing himself deep inside me.
“Fuck, I can’t get enough of you,” he practically growled as I lay unable to move, feeling overwhelmed by the overstimulation.
He pulled out and laughed sadistically as he slapped my ass a few times before placing a kiss on my head. Meanwhile, my eyes wanted to flutter close as my legs shook involuntarily.
Suddenly, I felt his arms under me, and I was lifted in the air as he held me under my thighs, my arms around his neck as he stood.
“Can’t fuck you to sleep yet, baby… I still need to fuck this little cunt, hmm?” he cooed with false sympathy, and I hugged him tighter as I felt him slide me onto his length. My eyes rolled back as he forced his cock into me, the new angle hitting deeper, the shift making me feel every inch and every vein.
He had complete control, holding me up, forcing me to take what he gave me, andI absolutely loved it.
“Y-you’re s-so big,” I whispered. Tears were in my eyes.
He tilted his head slightly in thought. “While you’re not wrong, Flower, your little cunt is also so fucking tight. It’s trying to push me out, baby…”
I breathed out deeply as I felt my fourth or fifth orgasm approach for the night.
