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Every muscle in my body tenses and sweat pours off of me as my dick pulses, shooting cum and filling her cunt. We stay locked like that, both of us shivering in the aftershocks until they finally subside.
I collapse onto the couch and pull her on top of me. She lies on me as she pants, her breasts pressed against my chest and her hair sticking to the sweat on her forehead. I take a moment to catch my breath, but I’m not fucking done yet.
She has to come at least one more time.
Once her breathing has calmed, I stroke her hair and whisper one single word.
“Again.”
She picks her head up and looks at me as if I’ve spoken a foreign language she doesn’t understand.
She shakes her head. “You can’t be serious. I’m dead, Rogan. You’ve fucking killed me.”
Tilting my head up, I kiss her nose, then whisper, “Again.”
“No, babe. I—”
I don’t let her finish. I scoop her into my arms, even as she tries to fight me. She may be strong, but she’s no match for me, and I easily overpower her. She thrashes as I toss her over my shoulder again, her fists beating against my back as I spank her ass. Moving fast, I hurry over to my bedroom, where I already have the entire scene set.
Candles are lit, incense is burning, and my bed is waiting.
I toss her down onto her back and fall on top of her. She fights me, making the whole thing so much more erotic as her body writhes against mine. I finally pin her down, my legs straddling hers, and I reach over her and grab the strand already tied to the corners of my bed.
“What are you…” She looks up to see what I’m doing, but I’m too quick and have both of her arms secured in a blink, stretched up and out to her sides. I gaze at the clock and count down the final fifteen seconds.
At precisely four-thirty AM, the timer turns on the lights, illuminating the Christmas lights binding her wrists as well as the others I’ve placed around the room.
“Wow,” Rory gasps, looking around in awe as a smile grows on her face.
She’s so goddamned beautiful. She makes my chest ache with emotion. She makes me want to be a better man.
“I’m hungry, Hellcat, and you have something I crave,” I tell her as I play with her nipples, gently grabbing them with my fingertips to avoid hurting the raw tips. “I haven’t eaten your pussy yet. I haven’t tasted enough of your sweet cream on my tongue or felt your thighs squeeze my face as you come. So let me say it once more for you. Again.”
She blinks slowly, then fixes her gaze on me, inclining her head once.
Permission.
Grinning, I slip down her body to the end of the bed and slap her thighs. “Spread those legs, Hellcat. Show me what I’m having for breakfast.” Rory moans as she eases her legs open, baring her glistening cunt for me. Her cream drips from her greedy hole, mixed with my cum. “Look at that wet fucking pussy,” I growl out, lost in how stunning she is.
I don’t even think as I take her in, I just react.
Crawling between her legs, I begin to feast, sucking her pussy lips into my mouth and tasting our flavors as they mix together. I flatten my tongue and run it down her length, spearing it inside of her before licking back up again.
“We taste so good together, baby. So fucking good,” I purr, flicking her clit with my tongue as I slip two fingers inside her. She tastes amazing, the heady flavor only fueling my desire. I suck down her juices, trailing my tongue over every inch of her pussy before circling her little clit again. I trace around it, then flick it, trace around it, then flick it. Repeating this move drives her wild, and she flinches every time I touch the sensitive little nub.
I turn my hand inside of her so it’s palm up, making sure I rub my fingers along that little bundle of nerves buried within her as I devour her cunt like the delicacy it is. With my free hand, I reach up and pinch her nipple, rolling it between my fingers.
Her cunt clamps down on my fingers, and her pussy actually fucking pulses on me as I attack her clit with my tongue.
“Oh God!” she cries out, tugging at the Christmas lights surrounding her wrists and clamping her thighs around my head.
“Yes, Hellcat. Come for me, come all over my fucking face,” I murmur against her intimate flesh before licking her clit as fast as I can. I pump my fingers faster, grazing her G-spot and pinching and tugging on her nipple.
Her thighs shake, and her toes curl. She shrieks as her back arches off the bed, her breasts pointing to the ceiling.
And she comes.
Again.
