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“What are you waiting for?” I’m so turned on and desperate for his touch that my breath is coming out in little puffs.
“Give me a minute to look at what’s finally mine.” His words make me whimper and I’m pretty sure my entire body blushes. Is that even possible?
“Well, if I’m yours then you’re mine.” Even when my body aches for him I still can’t resist giving him shit. His eyes have darkened to that deep emerald color again and his hand is moving faster along his hard length.
“You’ve got that right, honey. I’m yours and you’re mine. Just like this is your cock.” His hand that’s not currently occupied with jerking himself off moves to my pussy and he runs twofingers down my dripping slit before letting them both slide smoothly inside me, making me gasp. “And this is my tight wet little cunt. Isn’t it, baby?”
I can’t stop myself from grabbing his wrist, trying to draw his fingers deeper inside me. All I can do is nod my head and jerk my hips. His hand is immediately pulled away from me, leaving me gasping and feeling so empty I could cry. “I want to hear you say the words, Bianca.”
My brain short circuits when he brings his fingers up to his mouth and slowly sucks my cream off them until they’re clean. He closes his eyes, and a deep rumble of satisfaction emanates from his chest at my taste. Whimpering, I reach out for him, but he dodges my hands, staying just out of reach.
What does he want me to say again? I’ll say anything he wants if he’ll just let me come. When I can’t take it any longer, I reach my own hand down and start to rub my clit in furious circles while I watch the precome steadily drip from the tip of his cock, marking the sheets.
I’ve barely gotten any stimulation when he smacks my hand away. I cry out, not from any pain but out of frustration. I feel like I’m a rubber band pulled tight, and the slightest thing is going to make me snap.
“That’s my orgasm too, baby. It belongs to me. When you’re desperate to come from now on, you come to me and I’ll decide what you need. Now, who’s tight needy cunt is that?”
“Yours!” I shout out, desperate for what he’s only ever been able to give me. “My cunt is all yours.”
With a growl he lets go of his cock and his body covers mine. He balances his weight on his forearms on either side of my head, so he doesn’t crush me. I writhe underneath him until I feel the head of his cock notched at my entrance.
“Look at me, baby.” It’s not until I hear the deep timber of his voice that I realize my eyes are screwed shut, waiting to feel himinside me. My eyes open and his face is hovering right over mine. “All of you is mine. Every last piece of you. Nothing is ever going to change that, you understand me? You’re perfect the way you are.”
Don’t cry Bianca. Don’t you fucking cry.
I bite down on my lip to keep the tears gathering in my eyes away and nod at him. Could that possibly be true? Could he really be the man that can truly accept me the way I am? All my past experiences tell me it’s not possible, he’ll change his mind someday and leave me devastated and alone. I want to believe him. With every fiber of my being I want what he’s telling me to be true. He might just be worth taking a chance on. The thoughts going through my head are overwhelming. Then he pushes his cock all the way inside me in one hard thrust and I’m not capable of thinking anything anymore.
From the very start the pace is wild and frantic, his thrusts so hard they’re sliding me up the bed. I grab onto his ass as he moves inside me and dig my nails in, holding on for dear life. He’s rutting into me like an animal and I’m urging him to go harder, faster.
He Grabs one of my legs and throws it over his shoulder, changing the angle he’s entering me and now I can feel every inch of him rub back and forth against that spot inside me. I’m no longer urging on his pounding into my body, I’m not sure I’m even breathing. Leaning down, with my ankles practically at my head, I can feel his hot breath on my face.
I’m not sure how he’s done it but with the control he’s had over my orgasms these past weeks he must have somehow trained my pussy to come on command because as soon as he whispers into my ear, “Come on my cock now, perfect girl,” an orgasm slams into me out of nowhere. Its deep and it’s intense and leaves me scrabbling to hold onto something while I cry out his name.
Carson’s rhythm becomes choppy and his thrusts erratic before he quickly pulls out of my pussy, leaving me to cry out for him and the empty feeling he’s left me with. He sits back on his heels and pumps his cock hard and fast, his gaze transfixed on my dripping slit. His hand is moving so quickly it’s like a blur and I can see his lips continuously moving. It takes me a moment before I realize he’s repeating the wordmineover and over again. The sounds makes my pussy walls clench and a whimper escape my throat.
I’m not sure if he lets out a roar or it’s the sound of blood rushing in my ears but his body stills and spurt after spurt of his sticky white come lands directly on my body. He’s coating my me in come, his spend is so hot it feels like it’s burning my sensitive skin. He keeps coming and I start to wonder if he’s ever going to stop. He’s coated my pussy and my thighs, I can see white streaks of jizz sliding down my slit.
When it seems like he’s finally empty he takes his hand and starts to rub the come into my skin. “Carson, what are you doing?” I whimper.
“You’re mine now so I’m marking you. I want you to feel me all over you, to smell like me. I want any motherfucker within a ten-foot radius to be able to smell my come on you.”
“There’s nobody here but us.”
“Good, that just means I won’t have to beat the shit out of anyone for getting close enough to smell your pussy.”
He’s acting slightly—okay completely—unhinged right now. It should freak me out but all it does is make me feel safe and wanted. He wants me enough to mark me. I chew my bottom lip then bring my finger to my dripping slit. I run my fingertip from my hole up and over my sensitive clit, which makes me groan, and when my finger is covered in our combined fluids, I pop it into my mouth.
I close my eyes and let out a little moan. It shouldn’t taste as good as it does. It should be dirty, filthy, wrong. And it is those things. But it’s also extremely erotic and the taste of both of us together is something I want to remember.
He watches me eat both of our come intently, an inscrutable expression on his face. “See? You’re fucking perfect.”
He collapses onto the bed next to me and pulls me into his arms, spooning me while cupping my come covered pussy possessively with his large hand. I’m about to drift off to sleep when I hear him ask, “You’ll be here in the morning?”
I don’t even have to think before I give him my answer. “Yeah, I will.”
He tucks my head under his chin and gives my pussy a squeeze, reminding me who it belongs to. I feel his chest rise and fall in a steady rhythm that’s lulling me to sleep and I put all my worries and insecurities to the back of my mind.
He thinks I’m perfect.
