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With a soft whimper, she obeyed, her breaths becoming more and more ragged as she worked herself toward her peak.
“Such a good girl, aren’t you, MaryAnn? Are you going to come for me, baby?”
“Y-yes,” she gasped out, her back arching up, thighs shaking with the oncoming tidal wave of pleasure.
“There you go. No, don’t stop, baby. Keep going, you’re almost there.”
Shifting his attention from her glistening pussy lips, he watched her face as it crashed over her. Her shouts of completion filled the room, and suddenly he couldn’t wait another second to be inside her.
“Don’t stop,” he growled when her fingers slowed. “You’re going to come again, and this time you’re going to come all over my cock, babygirl.”
Whining softly, she tossed her head from side to side. “I can’t.”
“Tell you what.” Rising to his feet, he stripped his shirt off and tossed it to the side. “I’ll give you a choice. You can either keep going and let me feel that pretty pussy squeezing my cock when you come. Or I can fuck that tight little bottom hole of yours instead. Your choice, baby.”
As he’d expected, her fingers went back to work at her clit, trembling slightly with every stroke.
“Good girl.”
Leaning down, he stripped her leggings from her and tossed them aside with the rest of his clothes before settling between her thighs. “Keep going, baby. Don’t stop until you come again.”
Her walls clamped down around him like a vice as he pushed inside her, and with every word of filthy praise he showered down on her, she spasmed around him.
With a soft chuckle, he leaned down to nip at her earlobe, keeping his voice to a low growl. “Does my dirty girl like hearing how proud I am of the way she makes herself come? Such a filthy little girl, aren’t you, MaryAnn?”
Too late, he realized that might be pushing her too far, but her pussy spasmed around him again as she whined her response. “No. I’m a good girl.”
“Yes, you are. You’resucha good girl, doing exactly what you’re told no matter how dirty it is. Now, come for me again. You can do it, baby.”
With every thrust of his cock inside of her, he praised her, coaxing her closer and closer to her climax. Until, finally, she came again, her scream of release echoing around them as her pussy clamped down around him, milking his own orgasm from him as he buried himself inside her one final time.
“Good girl,” he murmured again, pressing a kiss to her temple. The way he saw it, there was no such thing as too much praise. Especially for someone who apparently hadn’t heard much of it growing up.
“Mmmm. I thought I might be in trouble.”
“Next time I catch you touching yourself without permission, you will be.”
“Yeah? And what’s the punishment for that?”
“Strapping you to the bed with a vibe pressed against your clit, until you come so many times you’re begging me to make it stop. When I’m finally convinced you’ve had enough, I’ll fuck that perfect ass of yours so hard you’ll remember your punishment for days. If I’m properly convinced you’ve learned your lesson, I might remove the vibe after I fill your ass and plug it so you can hold my cum inside you the rest of the night.”
“Oh.” Her voice was breathless and he tensed, wondering what the hell had gotten into him to say those things to someone so new. “Is that all?”
Surprise had him staring down at her for a long moment until a laugh burst out of him. “You’re a little brat, you know that? Probably too much time with Livvy and Shannon.”
“Is being a brat bad?”
“Not to me, baby. You can be as naughty and bratty as you want.”
“Okay.” She raised an imperious hand, waving it at the entrance to the living room. “Then I demand you get off me and bring me my hot chocolate.”
Rising from the couch, he gave her a few seconds to enjoy her victory before reaching down and flipping her onto her stomach, his hand crashing down on her naked ass a dozen times. Pink blossomed over her ass as she wriggled and shouted her indignation.
“Ow! Dean! You said I could be a brat!”
“That I did. But I never said there weren’t consequences for being one, now did I, babygirl?”
Sniffling loudly, she reached back to rub at her punished flesh. “Semantics.”
