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He is truly a sight like this at my mercy.
His muffled grumble becomes a moan as I slide my wet pussy over his shaft. I didn’t plan on coming like this, but it feels too good. His hard yet smooth length, effortlessly slipping through my folds as I grind against him, has me lost. “Fuck, South!” I holler out, the familiar tension building low in my belly.
My thighs start to shake, and I pull him closer, grabbing a firm hold of his hair to give myself more leverage. A sheen of sweat glistens over our skin. His head arches back, and I lean in, sinking my teeth into the top of his shoulder. Heat invades my body, washing over me like an adrenaline rush as my breath catches. Lights dance behind my eyes as my muscles tense, and the explosion hits with such force I let out a loud moan against his shoulder.
My body tingles as I come down from my high.
South tries to say something, but it’s garbled, so I pull my panties out of his mouth. “Fuck, Ingrid. Please. I am beggin’ you. Let me taste you. I want to sink my cock so deep inside you.”
Finding strength, I rise onto my knees, stroking him before guiding him inside me. The feeling of his thick cock fills me as he slides in, and we both moan out in our pleasure. I can’t take it slow. I sink down on him in one firm motion until he’s fully seated inside.
South clenches his jaw, sucking in a breath through his teeth, and my breath stutters. He’s so deep like this, filling me to the point it’s almost painful.
“So full,” I cry out, my lips seeking his.
I can’t get enough.
I kiss him with so much force our teeth click together, my tongue pushing its way inside. Instead of pulling back for some room, South loops his bound hands around my neck and threads his fingers into my hair, keeping me tight against him.
We devour each other, panting for breath, and when he juts his hips, pushing somehow deeper, my head falls back as I scream out in a mix of pleasurable pain.
My hands move to my lower belly, pressing slightly to feel him inside me. The slightest rock of my hips has him pushing against the front wall, and with a little pressure, I can feel him as he moves inside me. I don’t think I’ve ever been as turned on as I am right now.
“Jesus, angel. You’re soaking me,” he tells me as he pulls my head back, kissing along my throat, down to my breasts.
His fingers dig into my scalp as I start to rotate on his lap, and he draws a nipple into his mouth, clamping it between his teeth. Pulling his arms over my head with one hand, I remove his blindfold with the other, letting it hang loosely around his neck. “Keep your hands behind your head while I fuck you,” I tell him as I rise, letting the tip of his cock rest at my entrance.
I pause for a second. The tantalizing pleasure makes my core ache, but I hold, wanting the sensation to build. Resting my forehead against his, I carefully wrap my hand through the tie, giving me something to hold on to, and then I slam down onto him.
My breath catches at the sudden fullness and the sharp jolt of him pressing against my cervix.
He lets out a grunt that turns into a moan as he tries to push deeper, rocking his hips. I scream out his name like a prayer or maybe a plea.
“This cock was made for me. Holy fuck. So… good,” I pant out, building a steady rhythm, my pussy clenching each time I lower myself.
I adjust my hold on the tie, twisting it once for a firmer grip, and nip at his lips. He growls, rocking up and into me, using his good leg to brace on the bed. Needing more, I arch back, and the change in position has him rubbing that sweet spot. With my free hand, I slide it down my front, feeling each time he slides in and out.
It’s still not enough, so I slip my hand down, my fingers circling my clit.
South groans, grumbling something I can’t quite make out, my hearing muffled by the intense pleasure racking my body. “Fuck, angel. That’s it. Take what you need. Use my cock and fuck that pussy. Let go, Ingrid,” he encourages, his voice hoarse and his eyes dark with burning desire.
I ride him with abandon, my fingers circling my clit with determination. Something builds deep in my core, and I don’t know if it’s too much or not enough. My breaths are heavy, our moans echoing around the room. You would think the loud thumping of music coming from the party would be enough to drown us out, but it’s all I can hear.
Slamming down on him, I change the pace, rocking my hips and grinding into him at a determined pace.
“Oh shit. You’re squeezing me so tight. Fuck, you better come,” South warns, and his words are enough to push me over the edge.
My thighs are shaking, and my breath ceases as I come, soaking over him. My vision blurs, I gasp, my body desperate for oxygen.
“So damn gorgeous. Andmine,” South demands, bringing my sight back into focus.
It’s then I realize he hasn’t come. My legs are still shaking, aftershocks zipping through me.
Knowing I don’t have the strength to ride him like I was, I reach back and cup his balls, letting my finger rub underneath and to his puckered entrance. South tenses at first but soon groans, and when I gently apply pressure, his balls draw up, heavy in my hand. When he pushes up again, I grind into him at the same time rocking my hips.
“Come for me, Rome.”
Our eyes lock, his breath catching on an exhale at my use of his name.
