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Isla loves a side of pain with her pleasure, and I use that to my advantage every chance I get.
“Yes,” she pants. “I’ll be your dirty whore.”
“Fuck,” I growl. The sound of the filthy words on her lips always drags me closer to losing control, but tonight I’m not sure I had any to begin with.
I reposition my hips and surge forward, entering her in one brutal thrust that tears a scream from my little spitfire. I almost never fuck her without giving her at least one orgasm beforehand, but I’m too wired right now.
Some of the tension in my body begins to diminish as soon as I’m seated inside her, but there’s still restless energy I need to exert. Without giving her time to breathe, I begin a punishing pace, holding her hands in one of mine and balancing her with the other.
I nip, suck, and bite every piece of skin I can reach as I fuck her with wild abandon, slamming my cock into her over and over again until she’s sobbing.
“Your cunt is fucking perfect, Isla,” I grunt. “You have no idea what you fucking do to me.”
Her eyes flare with lust, and she leans forward to capture my lips. Her kisses are as feral as my thrusts, all teeth and tongue as we both search for the answer in one another.
She’s so fucking perfect for me it hurts.
I drag my lips away from hers. “You gonna come for me, spitfire?”
“I’m not there yet,” she whines, struggling against my hold on her wrists.
Dropping her hands, I carefully lower her to the ground, but I don’t give her a chance to question what I’m doing before I spin her to face the wall.
I push her lower back until she’s arched for me, and then I’m shoving my cock back inside her, desperate to be sheathed in her cunt again.
This position allows me to fuck her deeper, and right now I need to be as deep as I can get. If I could crawl inside her skin, I would. I’m that fucking desperate for her.
“Rub your pussy for me, baby,” I demand, and she immediately drops one of her hands to her clit.
“I’m so sensitive,” she whines.
“I know, spitfire. I promise I’ll take care of you once we both come.” Once I’ve fucked her so hard, she’ll be feeling me for days, and I’m reminded that she’s here with me and no one can take her from me. I won’t let them.
She rests her head against the tiles, handing her body over to me and trusting me not to break it.
I fuck her so hard and so fast her cries have turned silent, and my grunts constantly bounce off the walls, echoing endlessly until I can’t take it anymore. I need to fill her. I need to spill myself so deep that I can finally rest easy.
“Fuck, Isla. Now. Come for me right now,” I roar, my orgasm barreling toward me so quickly I can barely hold off long enough for her to come.
Her cunt pulses around me, and she lets out a long moan that sounds somewhere between pleasure and pain, and I fall over the edge right behind her, pumping her full of thick ropes of cum.
I rest my forehead on her shoulder as we both come down from our highs, relishing in the feeling of her pussy fluttering around my softening cock.
Sex with Isla is everything. Hard. Soft. Fast. Slow. It’s all fucking perfection. But these moments are my favorite. When her breathing is choppy and my body is relaxed. When she allows herself to lean into me and I allow her to see the parts of me I’ve only ever shown her. Nothing compares.
Once I can finally breathe, I withdraw from her, watching as my cum mingles with her blood and slips down her inner thigh and down the drain. And for once, I fight the urge to shove my seed back inside her. It’s unlikely she would get pregnant during her period, and I’ve already fucked her when I shouldn’t have.
I move her into the center of the shower beneath the rainforest head, while I pluck the handheld head from its cradle and carefully wash away the mess from between her thighs.
I squeeze too much body wash into the sponge and make quick work of washing Isla thoroughly. Her eyes drift closed, and she lets out a soft moan the more she relaxes into my movements.
Once I’m sure she’s clean, I shut off the shower and lift her into my arms, carrying her into the bedroom and depositing her on the bed where I dry her.
All the while, a small smile tips up the corners of her lips and the part of me that always feels adrift when I’m away from her settles. Taking care of her has quickly become my favorite pastime.
Once she’s dry, she sits up and moves to push up from the bed, but I quickly stop her. “Now where do you think you’re going, spitfire?”
A blush creeps across her cheeks, and she diverts her gaze. “I need a tampon,” she whispers.
