Page 82 of Brutal Truths

I nearly blow my load when she says, “Want me to suck you off?”

I tighten my grip on the base, refusing her invitation, and take several measured breaths. “You can do that later.”

Once I’m sure I won’t go off prematurely, I grab the waistband of her pants and tug them down her legs, bringing her knickers along for the ride.

“I need inside you. It’s been too long.” Seeing her wet pussy, I can’t stop myself from teasing her. “You like this, princess?”

“What gave me away?” When I trail my finger up her thigh and through her wet folds, she squirms. “Maybe just a little.”

Next, I bring that finger to her mouth and trace it along her lower lip. “Taste yourself.”

Her cute tongue flicks out, and I can’t look away. When the saltiness of her release hits her tastebuds, she hums. “You taste better, but it’s not bad.”

Fuck.

I reach between her legs, gather her cum on my finger, and bring it to my mouth. She tastes better than I remember. Addictive.

“Fuck, that’s hot.” She moans under me while I lick it clean and smack my lips, so she knows how amazing she tastes.

“My favorite treat.” Gripping her by the waist, I flip her over, so she’s now on her knees. “As much as I’d love to fuck you on your back, it’ll be easier this way since you’re not fully undressed.”

As her shoulders relax, she lowers her head with a sigh of relief, her hands still held out in front of her. Doing that puts her arse higher, opening her up to me.

The sharp sting I apply to her arse, earns a breathy sound of pleasure from her. So, I slap her twice, each one just a little harder, before grabbing her hips and letting the tip of my cock nudge against her cunt.

“I love how red your arse gets when I smack it. The way your pussy weeps.” I smack it one more time, and moan. “I’m going to fuck you now.”

It’s a warning. Not one she has time to process before I slam into her.

Her pussy tightens around my cock, protesting at first, then sucks me in deeper. Feeling that has me fighting the need to take this to another level.

“Harder,” she taunts, confident I’ll reward her demand.

Her wish is mine to grant.

I pick up my pace. Each thrust, my fingers dig deeper into her skin. The force sending her body forward. Her good cheek rubs against the soft comforter of the bed. She’ll have marks in both spots, but fuck if I care.

She asked for this. I need this. We both want it.

“Harder.” Izzy matches me thrust for thrust. “Please, Aiden. I need to be reminded I won’t break.”

“I’ve got you.” Leaning forward, I press my chest against her back. “Let me show you just how strong you are. Trust me.”

A roar builds in my chest. There’s no point in holding it back. As I climax inside her, I feel her shiver, triggering her own release. Her walls tighten around me, right before her body goes limp.

Izzy collapses onto the bed with me still deep inside her. Little does she know, I’m nowhere near done. That was just a taste of what I’ve got planned. My cock is still hard as stone.

“Seriously.”

I nuzzle my nose along her neck as I reach up and release her wrists. “That was just round one. I’m not even close to being done yet.”

She gives her arms a few shakes to wake them before turning her head so I can see her face. A playful smile tugs at her lips, telling me she knows exactly what she’s doing.

“Good, because that was lame.”

Lame?

Her words have me pounding into her harder than before. Time to make her pay for toying with me. The sweetest kind of punishment.