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“Do you need help?” he asked gently.
I bit my lip, not really knowing what he meant. I searched his gaze for any hint they might give me and I found nothing but tenderness inside them.
“Yes,” I answered hesitantly. His hands left my lower back and rose to caress my breasts. I hummed with pleasure as he cupped each one. When he lightly brushed over my erect nipples, I gasped as my pussy clenched down on his cock.
His brief gentle touch disappeared as he took both nipples and pinched them cruelly. I cried out in surprise as pain blossomed across each breast.
“You will ride my cock like you want to come, naughty girl, or the next pinch will leave your nipples sore for the rest of the day,” he threatened, and my eyes opened wide.
My body tensed with fear and wickedly hot arousal. I couldn’t help my curiosity either. What else did a man like him have up his sleeve? What other kinds of things could this man make me do?
I stared into those ocean eyes and tentatively wrapped my arms around his neck.
I rolled my hips again.
“You’re going to have to try harder than that,” he scolded, and I frantically rocked my body on top of his cock again.
My clit pulsed.
I pulled one arm back and slipped it between us. He growled softly, urging me on as I began riding him more vigorously. My body moved and my clit ground up against my fingers. A thrill of pleasure sizzled through me and I started to feel braver than I had before.
“Ride me, my beautiful girl,” he coaxed, and I moaned, grinding myself on his cock.
It took me a short while to find my pace, but once I did it didn’t take me long to drive myself to the edge. With my bottom still burning, my desire to come rose like a tidal wave, ready to break and crash over me at any given moment.
“Cyrus,” I moaned.
“That’s it. Come on my cock,” he commanded.
My nipples peaked, still sore from his hard pinches and I pressed them against his chest. The coarse hair and sudden pressure reignited the ache fiercely for a second, which spurred me on to move faster for fear that he might punish them again.
I groaned, moving my hips even more quickly. My fingers worked furiously over my clit, and I pushed myself right to the edge of orgasm. Feverish heat raced along my skin. Every nerve in my body was poised to fire.
“I need to come,” I pleaded.
“Come for me. Ride me hard,” he directed, and I threw my head back as my orgasm burned through me. My core squeezed tight again and again as I moved with needy desperation. Sizzling ecstasy surged through every inch of me, scalding hot and viscerally brutal. My body was still sensitive from this morning and by the time that single release crested, I was already panting from the overwhelming bliss.
When the pleasure began to fade, my body slowed.
“I didn’t give you permission to stop, naughty girl. Come for me again,” he instructed, and I whimpered softly.
“I don’t think…” I began and he cut me off by capturing my nipples once more. He pinched and twisted them far more harshly. As he punished them, I keened, trying to survive the terrible painful onslaught before he finally released me. A second wave of stinging sensation radiated across my breasts before it finally faded into a punishing, aching pulse.
“Yes, sir,” I managed to say before I started riding him once more.
I moved more quickly now, using my fingers to coax my body toward another orgasm as best as I could. I was so sensitive, but I knew that didn’t matter. He wanted me to come once again, and my choice was to either comply or suffer the wrath of his hands, or at worst, his belt.
If I chose the latter, he’d probably still force me to orgasm anyway.
A frantic rush of desire assaulted me from within when his fingers dropped down to brush against the top of my ass. His hands took a hold of each cheek, squeezing firmly enough to make me grind my pussy on his cock even faster.
When I approached orgasm once more, one hand lightly slapped my bottom and I broke apart, overwhelmed by the stinging ache, the noisy echo, and the way my core ignited with need greater than I’d ever known.
I came so hard on his cock that I lost control of myself. I writhed on top of him, rocking back and forth as I screamed. My back arched as my nails dug into him, holding on as the pain and pleasure of such a brutally hard orgasm consumed me.
“One more,” he demanded, and I wailed. Everything was throbbing now. My clit was overly sensitive, and when I reached down to touch it again, it bordered on painful.
“Please,” I begged.
