Page 35 of Reckless

Moaning, I slid another finger into myself, using my thumb to continue making circles around my clit.

“Fuck, Stella,” he groaned, watching me. “Tell me you don’t want this. Tell me you don’t want to feel my cock filling you up right now instead of those fingers of yours.”

I couldn’t, because I did want it. I wanted him so fucking badly.

Then the tether snapped and I didn’t care anymore. I just needed him. Fuck it.

“I want you,” I admitted.

He was across the room in two large strides, invading my space and grabbing me by the chin so I was forced to look up at him. “Tell me what you want,” he demanded, searching my face, his gaze landing on my lips then back up to my eyes.

“I want you to fuck me.”

He lunged, his lips met mine in a fiery fit of passion. My back hit the bed as our teeth, tongues, and lips fought against each other. I could feel the tip of his cock pressing against my entrance.

“This doesn’t mean I forgive you,” I panted.

“We’ll see about that,” he said, shoving himself all the way into me.

Oh, holy shit. “Wait. Are you clean?” I asked in a panic.

He nodded, mouth dropping like he just realized we weren’t using protection. “You?”

“Yes. And I’m on the pill.”

“Good. Then I can fill you up with my cum like I’ve been wanting to. Do you want to be Daddy’s little cum bucket?”

That line should not have worked on me. I should have found it cringy, but God fucking dammit, yes, I wanted to be filled with his cum.

“If I say no, are you going to spank me, Daddy?”

His eyes flashed and his hips rocked up inside me. “Is that what you want? To be punished?”

I nodded. “I’ve been such a bad girl.”

“Then take your fucking punishment,” he said, flipping me over onto my hands and knees. My ass was on full display, and I felt him re-enter my pussy. Then his hand came barreling down on my ass and I clenched around him moaning. Fuck. That felt so good.

His hips snapped and the sensation of his balls slapping against my pussy with each thrust combined with him spanking me was driving me crazy in the best way. Then his free hand threaded through my hair and pulled me back so that I was arching my back even more. At this angle, he was hitting inside me so deep I felt like I could burst.

A scream ripped free from my throat as my orgasm came crashing into me.

“Fuck!” He cried out. “That’s it. Take my cock. Take every fucking inch like it was made for you. Come all over me, baby.” His hand twisted in my hair and his other one landed an echoing slap on my ass.

I loved how rough and demanding he was being with me. I love how his cock filled me up so perfectly, hitting me in just the right spot that I’d only been able to find a few times on my own.

Once my orgasm subsided, he rolled us so that he was on the bottom and I was on top.

“You love watching me ride you, don’t you.”

He nodded—eyes heavy with lust and hands gripping around my full breasts.

“I love watching these and tasting your piercings.” He licked my nipple and swirled his tongue around it, wiggling the piercing as he did. The sensation sent jolts of electricity all over my body. I could probably come from him just playing with my nipples, but I wanted to feel his cock too. I slid him inside me again, adjusting to the new angle and relishing the way his pelvis rubbed up against my clit with every rock of my hips.

His lips trailed up my chest and he licked up my pulse point in my neck, finding my ear with his teeth and whispered. “Who’s been such a bad girl for Daddy?”

I shivered and my hips sped up.

“I have,” I said, meeting his molten gaze.