"I told you what would happen if I caught you," I whisper, licking along her jaw as she clung to my soaked shirt, trying to pull me closer while trying to push me away. "Esa es mi buena chica," I growled, hoping she'd catch on to who it was beneath the mask from the words that I spoke.
A flicker of recognition flashed in her eyes as she looked at me, my mouth continuing to devour hers. I let the moment pass,knowing how crazy it was making her, and it made my cock even harder.
I violently pushed her skirt up and ripped her panties off, tossing them behind me in the woods. She gasped as the cool air hit her burning flesh, shaking in my arms just begging me to fuck her. I lifted her into my arms, her legs locking around my head with her back pressing against the wet tree bark, her hands tugging at my tousled hair.
I sniffed her before giving her pussy a long, torturous lick from bottom to top, flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue. She cried out as the thunder clapped around us, the lightning illuminating us only briefly. As my tongue slid inside her, she tugged on my hair harder and began riding my face, her clit rubbing against my nose and driving her absolutely wild.
"Don't stop," she begged, coming undone right before my eyes as I had promised her.
"I don't plan on it, not until your cum is soaking my fucking face," I grunt, going back to tongue fucking her pussy, her walls clamping around me.
She continued to ride my face while I slurped up all the juices I was coaxing out of her, my face soaked, and not from the rain. Her body was trembling, and I knew how close she was, so I pulled back and twisted her clit with my fingers, making her yelp. And as I twisted it again, feeling it pulse against my fingertips, her entire body stiffened and she screamed as the damn inside her broke.
"That's my good girl," I growled, diving back between her legs, my tongue eager to lick her all up.
She came all over my face, tears in my eyes from her yanking my hair. But I didn’t care. I licked and sucked everything out of her, feeling her starting to go limp. But I wasn't finished with her yet. Sliding her down the tree knowing it was scraping her back,I stopped her once her legs hit my hips and she locked them around me.
Staring into her eyes, I reached up and tucked her wet curls behind her ear, caressing her face as I took the time to memorize every freckle, wrinkle, and beauty mark that graced her beautiful features. Softly, I kissed her lips, leaving my mask on once I pulled away. She looked into my eyes, but the black contacts were throwing her off—she had no idea who I really was.
"I want you so fucking bad," she panted, her cheeks heating with a light pink blush. "Please," she begged, batting her long, not so innocent lashes at me, biting into her bottom lip to drive me even more insane for her.
"A promise is a promise, hermosa." I winked, and she smiled, I think realizing now but not wanting to ruin the element of surprise.
I grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her to me, lifting my mask so our lips fused in a desperate kiss. Occupied, I slid into her, feeling her stretch around me, her body shaking as inch by inch filled her up. I held her tightly, feeling every involuntary quiver as she adjusted to my size as if it were the first time she had my cock. The world around us faded away, the rain pounding steadily like a percussion to our primal rhythm. God, she felt fucking incredible. Each thrust pushed deeper, eliciting a symphony of soft gasps and whispers from her lips, mixing with the distant rumble of thunder that vibrated the earth beneath my feet.
“Scarlett,” I breathed against her mouth, feeling her warmth consume me, sending electrifying jolts through my body. Her eyes widened, revealing a mixture of surprise and sheer pleasure, as she instinctively tightened her grip around my waist.
“Just like that,” she urged, her voice a sultry whisper that hung in the air, mingling with the smell of wet earth and foliage.
I picked up my pace, each thrust merging with the intensity swirling within us. I wanted to break every barrier, to possess her—entirely, irrevocably. Her head fell back against the tree, the bark rough against her skin, but her smile remained bright. The wildness in her eyes ignited a raw hunger in me; I leaned in and captured her lips again, my tongue dancing with hers as we flooded each other’s senses. The storm surged around us, but our passion was the true tempest.
“I can’t-” she moaned, biting her lip as I hit that sweet spot inside her pussy. “I can’t hold on much longer.”
“Don’t fucking fight it,” I commanded, my voice rough and low. “Let go. Just give it all to me.”
With every thrust, she drew closer to the edge, and I ravenously chased after her pleasure, my hips driving harder, deeper as my cock stretched out her pussy beautifully, making her mold around me—like the perfect fit. Her wetness was everywhere, the rain adding an extra layer of slickness that combined with our bodies—raw, desperate, and tangled in a dance of the forbidden.
“Please, don’t stop,” she begged again, her breathing ragged, fingertips digging into my shoulders.
I accelerated, pushing her into overdrive, fucking her with everything I had. I felt her walls clench around me, slick contractions attacking my senses as she spiraled into chaotic bliss, strangling my fucking cock in the process.
I watched her closely, waiting for the moment I would send her over the edge. Her eyes fluttered closed, and her breath quickened to a near frenzy the deeper I went. The world outside seemed to dissolve, leaving just the two of us, bodies writhing under a blanket of rain.
“Hermosa, I need you to come for me,” I said, a smirk creeping into my voice. Her eyes flew open, fervent and wild, as if I just unleashed a part of her that had been waiting to break free.
“I… I can’t help it!” she cried out, her voice piercing through the torrential sounds of the storm.
I felt her body tighten, quivering on the precipice of release, and I pushed her to that edge, thrusting with purpose, rhythm pounding against the tree as the sound of our slapping skin echoed throughout the woods. One hand moved to her throat, and I squeezed with all my might. The other slipped under her bloodsoaked shirt and cupped her breast, kneading with the ball of my hand while my fingers toyed with her nipple. They were hard, as I switched between the two, and tugging on her piercings only made them harder. She moaned louder, begging and calling out for God, which wasn't doing shit for me.
As I choked her, I pulled her head down and leaned in, pressing our foreheads together. Her eyes found mine and she knew I wasn't playing, and the intrigue inside them only made me fuck her harder.
"Aquí no hay Dios, Scarlett. Yo soy tu Dios, pecadora. Es mi nombre el que deberías gritar y suplicar, así que dilo, maldita sea. Grita mi nombre, pecadora." I nip at her ear and sink my teeth into it, letting the words roll seductively off the tip of my tongue, making her breathe heavier and quiver harder.
She looked at me, biting her lip as she slammed herself down on me, meeting and matching my thrusts with precision. I pinched her nipple, making her yelp as I claimed my spot on her lips again.
"Tell me what you said," she begged, panting and breathing with the rhythm of each thrust. "Please, I want to know." Her eyes rolled back as I rolled my hips in circles, making my cock twist inside of her and hit all the right places.
"I said, there is no God here, Scarlett. I'm your God, sinner. It's my name you should be screaming and begging to, so fucking say it. Call out my name, sinner.
