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Sure, he’s just sated me, but I want more.
I still crave him.
“Fuck me,” I beg while rolling my ass backwards against him. “I need you, Owen. Fuck me.”
“Beg,” he groans while sucking hard on my throat, leaving his stamp on me. It might only be a temporary mark, but it feels permanent in the heat of this moment.
I’m his, and he’s mine.
“Please, Owen. I need you to fuck me. I can’t focus without your cock in me any longer.”
“But I’m punishing you.”
I whimper. “Punish me by fucking me so hard I can’t breathe. Fuck me until I can’t walk. Punish me that way, please.”
My breasts slam against the tree bark as he finally gives me what I need.
The sensation of my pussy stretching around him is intoxicating, as is the roughness of the wood on my nipples.
Each time he slams into me, I’m pretty sure the bark is splintering my breasts, but I love it.
I never want this to end.
“More,” I beg. “Fuck me more. I need all of you, Owen. Give me everything you got.”
He forces himself all the way inside of me. I’ve never been fucked so deep before, and with the taste of my panties still in the back of my throat, it’s like he’s filling every inch of me up, taking control of all of me.
I push back, giving everything I have.
If he wants me, he can have me.
Just as I get used to this sensation, Owen changes things up again, completely shocking me.
He tucks his left hand underneath my leg, lifting it up so he can drive even deeper into me.
This gives him full access to me, which he takes full advantage of.
He spanks my pussy, slapping me until I’m shivering. Every time his fingers connect with where I’m most sensitive, I sink lower into heaven.
“You are such a wild woman, Emma. I can’t get enough of this tight little body of yours. Except for your mouth, of course. You need to learn to keep that shut.”
“Whatever you say,” I gasp out breathlessly. “Old man.”
Then he pinches my already bruised clit between his fingers, rubbing me at the pace he’s fucking me which is now so hard and fast. I’m losing all sense of time and self.
Not that I need any of that. Not when I have him.
“Cum for me, my little whore,” Owen moans. “I need you to soak me again. The feel of your pussy juices all over me iseverything.”
How can I resist a demand like that?
My whole body buckles as I cum again. The ties tighten around my wrists because I’m slipping, but that pain only intensifies the orgasm that’s rushing through me.
It’s like I’ve been hit by a freight train, but a train of pleasure.
If only I could reach back and grab onto Owen, to connect us even deeper…
Wow.
