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“Please, Brett. Please.”
“Please what?” he asked.
I whimpered. “Please make me cum. I’ll do anything. Please.”
“Anything?” he asked.
Before I could answer the one question I knew would get me into trouble, he dove into my clit. My swollen nub pulsed against his tongue, and I lost myself in the feel of him. My pussy dripped for him. I felt juices sliding down my ass crack, and he pressed my legs open, pinning my knees to the bed. He sucked my clit between his lips. Flicked his tight tongue against the tip. I shivered. Jerked. Darted around. I fisted his hair and bucked wildly into his face without a care in the world as to what I looked like. Animalistic sounds fell from my lips, and I didn’t care. Fire shot through my veins, and I didn’t care. Lightning crackled my skin as I chanted his name like an effortless prayer to a God I didn’t believe in.
And I didn’t fucking care.
“Brett. Brett. Brett! Yes! I’m cumming! Oh, shit! Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Oh, don’t stop.”
I mewled as he pressed his tongue deep into my clit. I raked against the roughness of its texture, my body quaking underneath his hands that had me pinned. My tits bounced. My stomach rolled. My eyes fell into the back of my head. He didn’t move, not once, until I gasped for air and my back dropped to the bed.
Then, he rushed up my body and seated himself between my legs.
“I’ll have you as much as I want tonight, Olive. Until you’re begging me for mercy. Begging me to stop. Only then will I grant you what you want. Only then will I mark you the way I always did in college. Do you hear me?”
He growled the promise into my ear, and my only response was to latch my nails into his back.
He sank into my aching pussy, and my eyes widened. Holy fuck, he was massive. I never remembered him being this big. He stretched me in ways I’d never felt before, and my body shivered from head to toe. I wrapped my legs around him. I pulled him all the way in. My walls pulsed around his girth as my nails clung to the pebbled muscles of his back, feeling his chiseled abs connect with my soft stomach.
Then, he pulled back and slammed into my body.
“Brett!”
“That’s it. Cry out for me, Olive.”
He did it again, our hips smashing together as my tits jumped against his body.
“Yes! Please. More.”
“Oh, it’s so wonderful to know these things don’t change,” he grunted.
Over and over again, he assaulted my body. He slid into me, coating himself with my juices as they dripped down his balls. He pounded into me, backing off every single time he felt my pussy milking his dick. I whimpered for release. My head spun with a need to cum on his cock. He rolled us over on my bed and I straddled him. I looked down into his darkened eyes and planted my hands into his chiseled chest. I admired his strong form as he gripped my hips and rolled me in every single way I knew he enjoyed. All of it came flooding back. How to ride his dick. How to please him. How to swivel my hips in ways that made even his eyes roll into the back of his head.
But before I could cum on his cock, he flipped me back over.
“No, no, no, no,” I whispered.
He growled. “Yes, yes, yes, yes.”
He slid out of my body and flipped me over. He gripped my ankles and tossed my body around as if I were a rag doll, as if I weighed nothing. He knelt onto the bed and kicked my knees open, then fisted my hips and rose them into the air. I panted into the sheets as he slid his cock into me. I moaned as he fisted my hair. He drew my face up from the mattress to hear my cries of mercy and ecstasy as his cock filled me to the brim. Never in my life had a man been so deep within me. Never in my life had I been filled with such electricity and fire all at once. My ass jiggled for his viewing pleasure as he pounded into my body and growled, like the animal he was.
“I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum. Brett. Please. Don’t stop. I need this. I need… it’s been so… Brett, please!”
“Have you had a man since me?” he asked.
He slowed down his movements as my need to orgasm slowly faded away. Tears crested my eyes. Sweat dripped off my brow. My body shook as he clung to my curly hair, his cock sheathed within my warmth.
“Answer the question, Olive,” he growled.
I felt him bend down to my ear. I felt his sweat-soaked chest press into my back. His cock grew thicker than I’d ever felt it before as he licked the shell of my ear. I shivered against him. My body quaked, and my arms gave out. He wrapped his free arm around my chest and held me up, panting into my ear canal.
