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“Yes.” I pant. “Don’t stop,” I beg. Already so close to orgasm. The hunting game we played has already primed me.
One thing I have noticed since opening my heart to five guys is that reaching my highs is so much easier than it used to be. These guys work me up so much before they even touch me, making my O come crashing ten times faster and with less mental effort on my part. I don’t even have to think. Just feel and get lost with them, and even though I used to think I had already found that with other people before, I was wrong. Nothing compares to these guys. I don’t need a sex club anymore. I just need them. Always.
My fingers fist tight in Ty’s hair as the pleasure builds, and by the time his skilled tongue and mouth have ripped an orgasm from me, my Kitty is grinding against his face.
Prying himself from between my legs, Ty smirks as he stands over me, tugging me to slide over the hood, closer to the front of his car.
“I fucking love eating your pussy, Kitten.”
I grin back, cupping my tits, still hidden in the bra. “I fucking love you eating Kitty, Ty. Please tell me you’re going to fuck me now? I’m desperate to be filled.”
A rumble sounds from his chest. “Yes Kitten. I’m going to fuck you right here on the hood of my car, so every time I drive it, I’ll think of nothing but your sweet cunt.”
“I like the sound of that.” I flash my teeth at him in a cheesy grin, and he flashes his back.
He’s completely naked. He stripped at some point and now stands strong and confident in front of his car in the chilly night air. The only light comes from the moon and the amber filtering from the windows in his house, and it dances across his skin in some places while other places are painted in shadows. He looks utterly evil and absolutely addictive, especially with the way he fists his cock, pumping it as he directs his head to my entrance. Then he slams into me.
We both cry out, his a deeper rumble than my high pitch, and after a brief moment of letting Kitty adjust around him, he starts to thrust. Ty isn’t gentle. Each time he slides out, he slams in until he’s fully seated. With each slamming thrust, my body tingles, his cock the perfect size and length to ignite all of my nerve endings inside.
“Rub your clit, beautiful.” He demands, and I obey, sliding my hand down the front of my body until I find the swollen bundle of nerves and start to apply circled pressure. “That’s it.” He rasps. “Fuck, you’re perfect.” His deep blue eyes pierce mine, his hand fisting the back of my hair as he continues his pace.
“You like fucking me, Daddy?” I pant, and his lips twitch.
“Yes. Fuck yes.” He grits his teeth this time, picking up his pace.
“You like it when I call you Daddy, don’t you?”
His eyes flare at me, and he slams harder, punishing me in the best way.
“No.” He lies.
“Yes, you do. DADDY!” I cry, and he moves faster. “Yes Daddy. Fuck me harder. Fill me with your cream, Daddy. I’ve been such a bad girl.”
His palm comes down hard on the side of my arse cheek, and I nearly come apart.
“Yes Daddy. Spank me. Fuck me. Make me dirty.”
He hisses this time, his hand wrapping around my throat, holding me in place against the onslaught of his thrusts.
“Oh God, yes. Fucking own me Daddy.”
His hand around my throat squeezes, and my inner walls tighten as the familiar feeling of ecstasy begins to wash over me. I think I move my fingers faster, chasing my O, but I can’t tell because it slams into me hard as a lightheaded faintness creeps in.
A roar rips from Ty’s throat as his hand releases mine, and I continue to soar.
It feels like an eternity passes before I regain my senses, and when I do, I find those hypnotising, deep blue eyes peering down at me.
“Did I hurt you?” Ty pants, a frown creasing his brow.
“Only in the best way.”
He’s quiet for a few long-drawn-out moments before he speaks again. “Make sure you use the safe word with me. Or just punch me if I go too far.”
Pushing up on my elbows, I tilt my head as I study him. “Yeah, of course, but you know I love every single thing we just did, right? You haven’t forgotten who you’re fucking, have you?”
His face cracks with a smile. “Maybe I forgot for a minute there. It’s hard not to worry when I love you so much. There’s this fucking annoying voice in my head that wants me to be gentle with you and treat you like you could break at any moment.”
My brows lift high. “There’s a time for gentle, and there’s a time for brutal. You can be assured I’m likely to want brutal ninety percent of the time.”
