Page 46 of The Pleasure Zone


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“Tell me you want this dick, bèbè,” he murmured close to her ear.

Nairobia shivered as he rubbed circles into her G-spot. Eyes rolling helplessly around in their orbs, she arched off the mattress, groaned out, and soaked the sheets. Marcel fucked her with his fingers in a pulsing rhythm that made the room spin. She found herself panting in time to his fingers, her body humming in pleasure. And, yet, she still snubbed him. Refused to call out his name. Refused to beg for him.

His d

ick throbbed in frustration. He wanted to fuck her and fuck her now.

But…

He needed her to want it more.

Nairobia closed her eyes, and felt her body stretching apart, her orgasm spreading through her like a wildfire. Her pussy juices splashed out as Marcel’s fingers fucked her hard and fast. Splish-splash, splish-splash, splish-splash…

Wetly, her cunt clutched his fingers, then he turned his hand and pushed hard to the back wall of her pussy, and she screamed hard and loud, her climax coming from somewhere deep.

Marcel wanted her to surrender to him. Just fucking beg him so he could feel her melting over his cock. Her defiance was unnerving. Her refusal was maddening. Fuck it. He needed to be inside her before his balls exploded. He reached for the condom he’d slid under his pillow the night before—just in case. He ripped open the gold foil and rolled the Magnum on in a matter of seconds, before grabbing her by the hips and dragging her over the sheets toward him. He covered her with his body, anchoring his arms on either side of her.

Nairobia’s dark tresses fanned out over the silk sheets, and she looked like a goddess. Fucking beautiful. Marcel groaned, positioning himself at the mouth of her cunt. She toyed with her nipples, spreading open her thighs to him.

“You want my kut?” She licked her lips. Closed her legs. Then opened them again. Teasing him. “Then take it.”

Aroused, on fire, burning, a low growl sounded in Marcel’s throat. He couldn’t wait another second for her. He had to have her. Now.

She’d won.

It was his defeat.

Marcel planted the palms of his hands on the inside of her thighs and pressed them apart. Then came the thick head of his cock, sliding over Nairobia’s swollen clit. She moaned, thrusting her hips up to him.

In that moment, Marcel wished he had a smaller cock, one not as thick or as long—something like nine inches, maybe eight—so he could enter her in one smooth thrust. But his dick was too enormous for that. He wanted to make love to her, fuck her ever so sweetly. Not rip her insides out and kill her.

Nairobia sucked in her breath and slowly released it in a long exhale.

“You want this dick,” he rasped, sliding himself back and forth over her flesh. Nairobia moaned again, softly, the feverish ache in her pussy stinging sharply. “I want you to beg for this dick, baby,” he said in a strained voice. “But you’re too fucking stubborn…” He pressed the head of his dick into her wet opening and pushed in. “But it’s all love, baby. I’ma have you moaning and coming on this dick in a minute.”

Marcel pushed forward; the plum-shaped head slipping past her tight folds. Nairobia whimpered. Slowly, he continued to work himself inside her, fucking her with the tip of his dick. He pulled back, his head dragging over throbbing flesh. Her pussy lips pulsed, her slit puckered, and pussy juice slid out.

“Uhh…mmm…fuck my kut…”

Marcel grinned. “That’s it, baby. Beg for this dick.”

He slowly moved his hips, pushing in and out, pulling the head out, then easing it back in. He wanted to be in all the way to his balls. She had his body overheating. But he was determined to take his time, until he worked every last inch of him inside her, until he bottomed out in her.

“Fuuuuck,” he growled at how tight she was. He grew slick with her wetness; slowly, her body opened to him and he pushed six inches, then pulled out.

“Take my pussy,” she hissed, reaching between them and stroking her clitoris. She closed her eyes and moaned.

Marcel pushed back in. Slowly worked his hips, his dick sliding in and out of silky heat.

Eight inches in…

Nairobia moaned louder. “Uhhhhh…mmmm…neuk me…”

Marcel kissed the hollow of her neck.

Nine inches in…

She gasped. He was thicker than her arm. The burn, the sting, made her pussy wetter. She rolled her hips. “Mmmm…aaaaah… Ja, Ja, Jaaaaa…”

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