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I began to up my pace, rocking my hips quicker and pushing my cock into that sweet cunt harder. From a one to a four. We still had a ways to go until we reached a ten, but we’d get there. We’d get there in due time. Right now, I wanted to make her come for me again.
“Come for me, Taylor,” I purred out her name with approval, my grip on her sides a little harder. I pushed my cock into her pussy again, whispering, “Come on my cock like you always do. Let me feel you lose it.” My words came out in a low, rough growl, and she responded by moaning.
Oh, I had her. I knew I had her.
I picked up my pace a little more, probably at a six, I’d say, whereas a ten would be a bed-rocking, frame-breaking fuck that ended with a mangled cry from both our lips as we came. I pumped in and out of her pussy, hitting the spot inside of her that made her writhe. Taylor shivered, another moan escaping her lips, and I kept up the pace for as long as it took.
Hint: it didn’t take long. She was probably still delirious from her first two orgasms, so it didn’t take long at all for her to reach her apex a third time. And this time, when she came, she came around my cock, the pleasure surging through her so hard she had to cry out my name. Her inner walls clamped down, inching me toward my own precipice, but I managed to stave off the feeling—just barely.
“Good girl,” I breathed out, the words rough.
As the orgasm faded, her arms gave out. Taylor was on the bed, ass in the air, breathing quite hard while trying to gather herself. I pulled out of her pussy, my cock glistening with her arousal, her natural juices, and I helped her off the bed, lowering her to her knees. The first time I came tonight, I wanted her to swallow up every bit of cum I gave her.
Taylor didn’t fight me; she knew what I wanted, and though she was still quite out of breath, she didn’t argue with me. I took a hand to her head, forcing her mouth to the top of my cock, and her lips parted. She took me in, tasting herself on my length.
My head fell back, and I let out a short groan when she started to suck. Oh, fuck. With every suck, every movement of that tongue on the underside of my length, I could feel my restraint waning. The resistance to coming grew smaller and smaller until it became an urge I could deny no more.
I came with a vengeance, and my hips moved on their own, pushing my cock deeper into that sweet mouth as the orgasm took over. Hot, searing pleasure raced through my veins, my balls tightening, my cock letting loose a stream of cum straight into her throat.
Taylor swallowed me up like a good girl, taking every squirt I gave her, and when I pulled out of her mouth, she licked her lips, eyes opening and staring up at me, as if she could go for more.
I helped her up, back on the bed, and this time I crawled up with her. I spun our position so that we faced Hailee on the chair, and I had Taylor on her hands and knees again; true doggie style. I didn’t wait or play around—I pushed into her pussy again, filling her up in one thrust. Her body took me in, slick and wet and ready for me.
On her hands and knees before me, Taylor’s body swayed with every thrust of mine. Each time I pushed deep into her, she moved with me. She breathed hard and loud, a signal of what she felt, of the feelings I gave her.
I didn’t pay a glance at Hailee; I knew she watched. I knew she watched us with a frown on her face and both hatred and annoyance in her heart. Already, I’d fucked Taylor like I’d never fucked her before. You could not compare a business arrangement to something of the heart, of the soul. With her, there’d never been more than a simple bodily need… but with Taylor, there was everything.
I fucked Taylor harder now, with quick, rough thrusts. My cock pumped in and out of her pussy with wild abandon, and I chased after another orgasm. By the time I was done, I’d have filled Taylor’s pussy with cum many times over and marked up her body with even more. I meant it when I said I wouldn’t stop until the well was dry.
And, hell, even then, all it would take was a little break before we could go at it again. Of course, come eight tonight, we’d have to break so she could take her pill, anyways, so maybe that could be our scheduled intermission.
Time ceased to matter to me or to Taylor. We were slaves to the instincts deep inside our souls, to the desperate need we had to have our fill of the other. We became animals chasing a high, cum and orgasms aplenty, the bed our natural state. I showered every inch of her body with my mouth and my cock; I lost track of how many times she came for me and how many times I came in return. The minutes turned into hours, and it was a sight to behold, a marathon of sweat and sex.
Hailee stopped trying to entice us to release her early. She resigned herself to watch whatever show we gave her, trying to act emotionless, but failing each and every time. Just a quick glance in her direction and anyone would know her sheer irritation, how wounded her pride was. If I wasn’t so lost in Taylor and her body, I might’ve laughed at her.
We took a break at our scheduled time, and Taylor and I left the room to eat a little something and drink some water to refuel. Taylor also took her pill. Soon enough, we were raring to go for round two.
Back in the bedroom, Hailee hadn’t moved an inch, for obvious reasons. She shot a glare in our direction as we strolled back in, and she hissed out the words, “I get it, okay? Goddamn it, I get it. Just let me go.” She struggled against the restraints, but they didn’t give—and neither did I.
Within another moment, Taylor and I were back on the bed, my cock out and hardening up as Taylor played with it. I still kept all of my clothes on, but I had let Taylor unbutton my shirt a few times near the clavicle… mostly so she could kiss me there.
I lay down on my back, heaving Taylor on top of me. She looked unsure; she’d never been on top before. I was the kind of man who liked being in charge, but seeing how long we were going at it, perhaps now was the time to try it out. I set my hands on her thighs. Taylor straddled me, her pussy lips near my cock.
“Just take me in and move your hips,” I told her, locking eyes with her. “Set the pace however you want it—fast, slow, somewhere in between. If you’re on top, you make the rules.” One reason why I liked being on top; letting someone else have control of me didn’t sit right with me, but if it was Taylor… let’s just say she was the one person on this entire planet I’d be okay with ordering me around.
Taylor’s green gaze held reservations, and she puckered her lips in uncertainty. She didn’t argue with me, though; she simply took hold of my cock and positioned herself above it. She said not a word as she sunk down onto it, taking me in slowly. A trembling breath left her, and without another word, she set the pace.
Her hips rocked slowly at first, I assumed so she could get used to being on top, but then she picked it up, moving her hips faster along me. I held onto her thighs, and now that I was no longer on top, I could take a moment to let my eyes fall to her naked body.
Fuck. She was gorgeous. Her tits heaving, her nipples hard and pointed, her body curved above mine as she rocked those hips and dragged my cock in and out of her; she was the sexiest girl I’d ever seen. She had me heart, body, and soul.
I fucking loved her. I loved her so much. If anyone ever tried to take her from me, I’d kill them. I’d make their end so painful and bloody they’d wish they’d never tried to. Nothing and no one could keep her from me. Taylor was mine in every sense of the word.
I watched her rock along me for a while, memorizing each and every detail on her naked body, plucking the sounds she made from the air and tucking them away for later in my head. Taylor was beauty incarnate, everything I wanted, pure and innocent, yet wild and a vixen, when pushed to the limit.
“Turn around,” I spoke, my voice husky as I commanded her. Even when on the bottom, I couldn’t help but give orders. Taylor started to get up off my cock, her hips pausing in their rocking, but I stopped her. “No. Don’t get off me. Just spin.”
“I…” She trailed off, finally realizing what I meant.
