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“Eyes on me, Brianna, never off me. You understand?”
I nod.
“Use those words.”
“Yes,” I say, and my tits ache. I unzip my dress and let it fall to the ground, stepping out of it. Denton looks at my body appraisingly. He’s taken off his shirt now and stands there like a sex god, all man, and muscle.
He beckons me with a crook of his finger, and I step closer. I don’t know why he makes me lose all reason. All I know is that I ache in places he needs to be in.
“Do you want my cock, kitten?” he tips my chin with his forefinger until I’m looking into those dark depths.
“Yes.” I swallow.
“Good girl.” He unbuttons his pants and tugs them down with his boxer briefs. He kicks it all away with his socks and shoes. He stands there naked, and I swear I have never seen a man as sexy as Denton. His chest is defined, a six-pack I cannot believe is real and a V that dips down to his rock hard cock. I remember the thickness of him inside me, the way he filled me. I lick my lips as he grips his length, pumping it until precum coats his tip.
“Get on your knees for me.”
I drop to my knees. He looks down at me. “This is how I like you, down on your knees, subservient and ready for me to fuck your throat.”
He tugs my hair and pulls me onto his cock, my mouth opening to take him in. “You’ll use your mouth, kitten, just that mouth. I like it fast, and if you slow down, I’ll fuck that mouth harder than you can handle.”
I move over his length the way he asks me to, my head moving back and forth. I suck him from root to tip. He hits the back of my throat, and he isn’t even completely sheathed inside me. I can feel the wetness pooling between my thighs as the need to be filled grows. I need to touch myself, just to get off, but I focus on bringing him pleasure. He grips my hair painfully as he uses my mouth like his toy. Tears streamed down my eyes as I gag on his cock. He growls but pulls out.
“Stand.” He commands, and I do as I am told, my pussy aching to be touched. His lips crush against mine, and I can taste the saltiness of his precum still on my lips. His hands tug down my bra cups, and he squeezes my tits so hard I scream. “Tell me how you want me?”
“Hard Denton. Punish me like I’m your whore.” The filthy words that leave my lips shock me.
He picks me up and carries me to the bed, setting me down. “Are you my whore, kitten?”
“I’m your whore,” I pant, needing him to hurt me and punish me for my filthy sins. He turns me around, dragging my soaked panties down. With one hard thrust, he drives his dick into me. I am so wet and ready for him. He isn’t gentle. Instead, he plunges into me, my body rocking forward. He grips onto my breast as leverage, twisting my nipples hard. I scream at the violence of it.
“This is how you want me to fuck you? Is this what your dirty mind thinks about?”
“This is how I want it, Duke. I want you to hurt me.”
He pulls out of me just as I’m going to come. “Oh, I can hurt you, baby. I can do anything you want.”
He sits on the bed and pulls me over his lap. His hand comes down hard on my ass, and I yelp. The second hit is harder, and he thrusts a finger in my pussy after.
“You like this, kitten?”
“Yes,” He smacks my ass again and grabs it so hard the sting is even more excruciating.
“Get back in position.” and I do as he says; on all fours, my pussy bared for him.
He opens my pussy lips, gliding his tongue up and down my slick heat. His tongue drives into me as his fingers play with my clit. I cry out, gripping the sheets in my hands as an orgasm rips through me.
“That’s a sweet-tasting pussy,” he says as he lines up at my entrance and pounds into me again. His rough fingers tugging my hips back until I feel his cock thickening inside me. “Come now, right now,” he reaches around my hips, rubbing my clit. I cry out, and he pushes into me so hard I feel like I’ll rip apart. “I’m coming, oh fuck, fuck.” He growls as he releases inside me.
He spins me around, pushing me to the bed and kissing me harder than he ever has before. “You’re a dirty girl, Brianna.” he smiles against my lips. He pulls me close, and I rest my head against his chest.
He stands and tugs me up with him. “I want to shower with you, and then we need to eat. I will not be accused of fucking a woman and not feeding her.”
We have dinner at The Modern restaurant, in the Museum of Modern Art. The restaurant itself is stunning and overlooks a sculpture garden, which is beautifully lit up at night.
“I am not sure I can get through six courses,” I laugh.
“What happened to the Bre that could eat a whole pizza?” Denton chuckles.
