Page 29 of Split You Open

I pull away only to stare up the length of her body to her face. “You’re going to cum until I say you’re done coming.”

“W-what happened to one more?”

“I lied.”

“But—”

I don’t let her finish. My mouth and hands go back to work.

“Rhett! Rhett,” she groans time and time again. My name becomes a chant, a prayer, a plea than a curse as I force her to fall apart over and over.

At some point Blair tries to crawl away from me.

“Rhett, I can’t go another time!” she whines.

There’s nowhere for her to go. The space is so tight in this van that there’s no running. Blair manages to sit up and back up against the wall of the van, but that’s as far as she gets. I crawl forward, my mouth never leaving her pussy. Grabbing her thighs, I push them open and pin them down, using my body weight as I lean forward to keep her legs pinned and wide open for me.

I force her to cum five more times.

The mattress is soaked by the time I allow Blair a moment of reprieve. As I sit up, I lick my lips. Blair is a quivering, sweaty mess as she slides back down to the mattress. She looks deliciously worn out. She attempts to glare at me through her hooded eyes as I scoot back just a little.

“You’re a monster,” she tells me, failing to sound properly outraged. “I can’t feel my legs.”

“You know something? I really don’t feel all that bad about that.”

“I’m going to kill you… when I feel my toes again.”

I laugh as I chuck off my pants and finally give my dick the freedom it's been yearning for.

“I’ll show the proper amount of contrition should you actually try to follow through with that threat. Until then, I’m going to fuck you good and hard, got it?”

Blair’s eyes land on my cock and they widen.

“Shit, I forgot you were pierced. Is that… going to hurt?”

Grabbing her ankles, I yank her body down toward me. She yelps but the sound turns into a soft giggle that I can’t help but smile at.

“You’ll enjoy it, I promise,” I assure her when our eyes meet again.

“That’s a bit presumptuous."

“Naw, that’s straight confidence.”

Blair snickers as amusement dances in her eyes. “We’ll see if it’s deserved.”

I chuckle, the sound strained as my need for this woman comes to its breaking point. I pull her legs upward and keep them outstretched as I spread them apart, creating a perfect V. I settle my cock at her entrance, taking a moment to watch as her juices spill over the head of it. I shiver as the warmth of her arousal teases me.

“Breathe for me, Blair,” I warn her as I push into her tight, hot pussy.

The hiss that slips out of me is overpowered by Blair’s hearty moan. She throws her head back onto the pillow and reaches out to bunch the sheets in her fists.

I take it slow, allowing her pussy to suck me in so I can watch as inch by inch my cock disappears inside of the most perfect woman alive.

“Oh god, oh god!” Blair cries out.

“No god here,” I bite out between clenched teeth. “Just two sinners and the promise of damnation for all eternity. Think you can accept that?”

“If this is what being damned feels like,” Blair says breathlessly. “Then fuck ever being a saint.”