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“Please fuck me,” she murmurs. “I need you to fuck me.”
I groan at her words and take a deep breath to steady my racing heart. “Do you want my cock, little dove?”
“Yes. Please Everett.” My name falls from her lips like a prayer and it’s all the motivation I need. In what feels like the blink of an eye, I move to hover above her, my cock homing in on her pussy as soon as I’m in place.
I’m painfully aware of the fact she’s going to be tight as hell, and that I have to be wary about hurting her even though I want to fuck her so hard all she can feel is my cock. “I’m going to try to take it slow, little dove,” I tell her as I guide my cock up and down her soaking wet heat. Her pussy drips for me, calling for me to fuck her.
“I don’t want slow,” Wynter pants.
My eyes snap up to hers, searching for uncertainty but she just stares right back at me, her eyes telling me everything I need to know without her ever needing to open her pretty lips. Wynter needs this. She needs it hard, and dirty, and fast, just the same way I do. “Okay, little dove.” I nod once before turning my attention to my cock sliding through her folds. Fuck, she’s wet. So fucking ready for me. “I wasn’t able to administer as much of your punishment as I would have liked,” I admit and her eyes widen before I continue, notching my cock at her entrance but not entering her right away. “I wanted to hold you at the edge for as long as I could, wanted to draw out your pleasure for as long as I could restrain myself, but it turns out I couldn’t do that for very long at all.” I chuckle as I allow the first few inches of my cock to slide into her tightness.
We let out a collective moan, but it’s not the sound itself that makes me pause. The only word I can think to describe it is rapture. We spent so many years apart, both thinking we would never have this again, but as I allow myself to push another inch into her, the significance of the moment settles over me.
“You will come when I do, and not a moment sooner, do you understand?” I’m holding myself perfectly still, my eyes flicking from her face to where we meet as my cock aches to sink into her all the way, to bottom out in the paradise between her legs.
“I understand.” Wynter smiles, her eyes half lidded with the pleasure I’ve already given her as her pussy flutters around me, begging me to start fucking her like we both crave, but I’m already too on edge. Being here with her after spending so long on the sidelines of her life is surreal, and part of me is waiting to wake up from a dream. Because surely this isn’t real. Surely Wynter isn’t spread out below me waiting for me to fuck her.
Except, this is real life, and every moment that led us here seems almost irrelevant.
“Everett, please,” she moans, wrapping her legs around my back and trying to tug my hips forward.
I chuckle and shake my head. “Such a needy girl, aren’t you, little dove?” I drop down until our faces are just a breath apart. So close her breath whispers across my face each time she exhales, but far enough apart that we’re not touching. “But didn’t I tell you I would give you everything you need? Don’t you know I’ll always give you whatever it is your body craves, just not on your schedule?”
Wynter draws her bottom lip between her teeth and nods. She looks so fucking beautiful spread out beneath me, her hair forming a halo on the pillow, her eyes watching every move I make, and her lips, fuck me her perfect pouty lips switch between being trapped between her teeth and dropping open in need.
Unable to keep myself still any longer, I slam my hips forward until I’m buried so deep in her sweet cunt she’s all I can feel. Wynter screams as I bottom out inside her, the invasion bringing tears of pleasure to her eyes. Fuck, she’s so beautiful when she cries for me.
“Oh fuck,” Wynter whines, her hips lifting from the mattress, but I keep us planted where we are. I need a minute to get ahold of myself so I don’t come the minute I start thrusting, no matter how tempting it is. There’s something primal inside me that begs to fill her with my cum, to claim her in the most basic way, but I want to savor every single moment.
“Your pussy is clamping down on me so tight, little dove,” I tell her.
“Please,” she begs. “Fuck, Everett, please move, please fuck me.”
I groan and close my eyes for a second to get control of the tingling at the base of my spine. I’m not going to last. It doesn’t matter how badly I want to drag this out, I may not have a say in the matter the way things are going.
“You’re so pretty when you beg, Wynter.” I draw my hips back and surge forward again, and a predatory groan tears from my throat. The sound so foreign it’s barely human. “Jesus fucking Christ,” I growl through clenched teeth as I start a steady rhythm.
She’s so tight and her pussy clamps down on me every time my cock brushes along her G-spot, so naturally I angle my hips to make sure I hit it every time.
Wynter brings her hands up to cup my face, and I find myself lost in the look in her eyes. Pure ecstasy and love linger in her gaze and it makes it all the more difficult to keep my thrusts measured and even.
She’s close, it’s obvious in the way her cunt flutters around me, her inner muscles dancing along my length, but I want to draw it out a little longer.
“Rub your clit for me, Wynter,” I order. She’s already on the edge of climax, but I want her fucking desperate.
Her small hand slips between us and immediately starts rubbing measured circles into the oversensitive bundle of nerves, causing her pussy to tighten around me even farther, almost dragging me off the cliff I’m barely balancing on.
“I can’t,” Wynter whimpers. “It’s too much, I can’t.” Her head thrashes from side to side as tears pool in the corners of her eyes.
“Of course you can, little dove. Do you know why?”
She shakes her head, her hand still moving between us despite how overwhelmed with pleasure she is.
“Because I told you to.”
Her eyes flare with a mixture of heat and defiance, but she wouldn’t disobey me, not about this. Wynter may not have been in the scene for very long, but she knows exactly how important it is to follow orders.
“Isn’t that right, little dove?” I coax.
