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“Who does this pussy belong to?”
“Me,” she says defiantly.
I swat my hand down on her sensitive clit and drag a squeal from her throat as her cunt tightens around me. Yeah, my girl definitely likes a bit of pain. “Try again.”
“Doc, please.” She moves her hips, trying desperately to make me move, but my composure is strong enough to hold my ground. Just.
“Isla,” I growl.
She huffs out a sigh and allows her eyes to fall closed as she gathers herself. “It’s yours.”
“What’s mine, spitfire?”
“My pussy,” she murmurs, barely loud enough for me to hear.
“You’re damn fucking right it is.” I push my hips forward, bottoming out inside her at the same time my lips crash down on hers and swallow down her cry.
Her pussy feels better than I ever could have imagined, and if I get my way, I’m going to spend full days buried inside her.
I hold myself deep, relishing the way her cunt flutters around me while also trying to stop myself from blowing too early. I refuse to come before she does. That’s just not acceptable if you ask me.
Isla’s body is tense beneath mine, and I hate the idea of her being in pain I’m not in control of. It’s one thing to ruin her orgasms or spank her ass, but it’s a whole other story to inadvertently hurt her.
I break our kiss and stare down at her. She looks fucking beautiful. Her lips are swollen from my kisses and my cock. Her pupils are blown wide. Her hair is messy halo against the mattress. She’s perfect.
“Are you okay?”
She nods against the pillows. “I don’t think I need to tell you this, but you’re pretty massive.”
I chuckle, burying my face in her neck and nipping at the delicate skin there. “You’re good for my ego, spitfire.”
She laughs, and it’s the most incredible sound I’ve ever heard. I’ve never been particularly interested in making other people laugh, but there’s something about amusing Isla that almost makes me want to stop being a grumpy asshole. Almost.
“Just relax, Isla. I’ll make this feel good, I promise.”
She nods against the comforter and shifts her hips, lifting them to meet mine with a soft moan. “I’m ready,” she murmurs. “Please fuck me.”
A sound I don’t recognize tears from my throat, somewhere between a growl and a roar, and then I’m moving. My hips meet hers over and over again, the feel of her pussy wrapped aroundme bringing me closer to the edge than I’d like to be at this point. It’s too fucking good.
The pain fades away from Isla’s face, and in its place is a look of pure admiration that I don’t deserve. She stares up at me, her lips slightly parted, her nails digging into my shoulders, and if I hadn’t already realized she was it for me, this is the moment that would have done it.
No one has ever looked at me like this, and I hope she’s the only person who ever does.
Her moans fill the room and if it’s not the most beautiful fucking sound I’ve ever heard, which doesn’t bode well for how close I am to blowing my load.
“Fuck, spitfire,” I groan, burying my face in her neck and nipping at the delicate flesh. She’s going to be covered in my marks tomorrow, and if I have it my way, she always will be.
I push her knees higher, giving myself a better angle to hit her sweet spot.
Her eyes roll back in her head for a moment before they quickly snap back to me, remembering her instructions. Such a good girl for me.
“Are you going to come for me, spitfire?”
She nods. “Please, Doc. I need it.”
Fuck. My balls draw up and it takes every bit of concentration not to fill her full of my cum right this second.
I lean forward and wrap my tattooed hand around her throat, dragging a groan from both of us. Her delicate neck looks even more so with my huge hand wrapped around it, and I apply just enough pressure that her cunt tightens around me.
