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The hand on her back moves, sliding up fabric, moving her loose waves to the opposite shoulder.
Then I put two fingers into her mouth, pulling her head back, forcing her to look at the ceiling.
Shemoans. One I haven’t heard yet, a primal, exquisite one that has my cock twitching, begging for release. Her pussy clamps on me.
“Don't you come yet, Lola,” I whisper, bending a bit so she can hear me, using my hold in her mouth to keep her head tipped back as I plant myself deep, then stop moving.
“You are mine, Lola. Do you get that? Mine. What’s mine does not flirt with other men, does not let them touch her. You are mine, no one else's, and right now, I’m claiming, reminding you of just how fucking mine you are. Do you understand?” She nods, her tongue licking my fingers.
“Don’t fucking forget it, Lola. This time I’m going to make you come hard on my cock, then I’m going to come inside of this wet cunt and you’ll have that reminder all night.” She moans. “Next time I won’t be nearly as nice, baby.”
Another moan, and I can’t decide if it’s because she’s throbbing around my unmoving cock or if it’s because she likes the idea of me beingnot nearly as nice.
Jesus.
Instead of asking, I move the hand from her hips, placing it on her chest wide and pulling her up toward me. My hand in her mouth holds her head right next to mine, her back perfectly lining my chest before I start my brutal thrusts again.
The hand on her chest creeps down, landing on her swollen clit, and she screams, needing it.
But she doesn’t come.
Doesn’t let herself let go.
Because I haven’t said so yet.
“Such a good fucking girl, Lola.” She moans, tipping her hips to get me deeper as I continue to move. “Do you want to come, baby?”
“Please, Ben,” she moans, the fingers in her mouth muffling the words, but it’s all it takes.
I start to come inside of her, groaning deep in her ear, rubbing her clit hard.
“Now, Lola, come for your man.” I moan, thrusting deep as she shatters, clamping down on me and prolonging my own orgasm. My teeth land in her neck, biting hard and ratcheting up her moan. My hand covers her mouth, trying to avoid being caught.
She continues to come on me, her entire body shaking as I slow my thrusts, a wet glide as I come down from my own high,
Gorgeous.
Fuckinggorgeous.
And all fucking mine.
As she stops shaking, I gently lower her to the bed, leaving her there as I slip out, tuck myself back in my shorts, and slip into the hall.
When I return, I have a wet cloth and laugh to myself because she hasn’t moved, still facedown in my childhood bed, no longer kneeling but with her feet holding her up on the ground.
“Quite a sight,” I say with a laugh. She only moves to lift her hand and flip me off. As I run the wet washcloth up her bruised, swollen pussy, she twitches and it takes everything not to start over. But there’s only so long we can go missing before someone comes to find us. Once she’s cleaned up, I help her tug down her dress and settle it in place, holding her as her arms go around my neck. Gently, I give her a soft kiss before resting my forehead on hers.
“Now we’re gonna go back down, you’re gonna smile real pretty, but you won’t brush that hair. I want every man down there to know you’re mine and I laid my claim on you.” My face gets close to hers, lips brushing with my words, my fingers still gripping her chin. “And when you feel me dripping out of you, I want you to remember what happens to bad girls who try to tease their men.”
I expect her to acquiesce.
I expect her to be a good girl.
I expect an “Okay, Daddy.”
I don’t get that, which, really, that’s what I should expect from Lola after all.
“Are you my man, Ben?” she asks, eyes pointed, chin high, words soft.
