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Arching my hips, I shoved my dick as far into her as I could, loving when she groaned. I just knew her pussy would be even wetter, and as much as I wanted her to carry on sucking me, I wanted inside that little cunt more than I knew how to handle.
Hissing when she swallowed me down, sucking and choking me with the tight clasp, I grabbed her hair and whispered, “You asking for that ass of yours to be spanked?”
Her head bobbed down, and my eyes felt like they were rolling back in my head.
My threat of punishments was only getting her wetter, and that wetness was nowhere near where I needed it.
Fuck. Talk about a Catch-22.
Deciding that she was going to do what she was going to do, and apparently I didn’t have a goddamn say in it,this time,I sank back against the sheets and watched her. But it didn’t sit well with me.
I’d watched a lap dancer.
I’d observed an old mistress doing this shit, uncaring if she got hers, not even really touching her after she got me off.
Aela was not those women.
She was mine.
Had been since I’d claimed that cunt as my own.
Because I needed her to know that, I growled, “That little cunt sopping wet for me?”
She swallowed.
“I bet it is. Bet it’s so fucking wet, it’s drenching your skirt.”
She moaned.
“Bet it’s so goddamn empty, just waiting for this cock to fill it.”
She sighed.
“Why don’t you show me it, baby? Huh?” I thrust my hips up. “Why don’t you show me that glorious little pussy that’s always been mine?”
That had her slowing down, and when she peered at me under her lashes, I knew she liked that.
Fuck, I knew she liked everything I had to say, but that one in particular…
“Show me what belongs to me,” I ordered, and like I’d told a genie my wish, she obeyed.
She sat up on her knees and slowly lifted her skirt, raising it higher and higher, revealing her thick thighs and a pussy with that landing strip my dick was just ready to come on.
“Spread your thighs so I can see.”
Once more, she did as she was told. But she was watchful, taking me in, observing and listening as her tits strained against the confines of the vest with every shaky breath she sucked in and out.
I looked at that juicy pussy, the glorious slickness that made my mouth water, that I’d tasted several times since she’d come back to me, but I’d never get sick of looking at it, fucking it, sucking on it.
I growled under my breath at the thought and, grabbing my dick, demanded, “Come over here, princess. I need to fill you all the way up.”
Though she gulped, she drifted forward on her knees, not making a move to strip. I wanted her like this for our first time. Not skin to skin, but with me naked, bare, and her covered. I wanted her to feel the power exchange here.
She could be fully dressed or bare-assed naked, and I’d still have command over her body.
Because it was mine.
Just like my scarred and fucked up one was hers.
