Moody Bastard

Damien bit down on her neck and sucked her with unleashed desire. She had never experienced anything like this.

“Damien,” she cried as the orgasm approached.

Damien only increased the pace and took her even faster and harder to her delight. Teeth gritted, he was clearly lost to the pleasure as he rammed her and sucked and nibbled on her skin like a hungered animal. “Sydney!” he roared.

Stars burst behind her eyelids as she reached climax with a shuddering cry, her pussy’s contracting clenching rhythmically around Damien, milking his come.

He shot off a big load inside of her, groaning in passion and satisfaction after he was done. She smiled when he rested his forehead on hers and he lifted his head, looked at her smile, and then kissed it hungrily as if he were going to eat her whole.

Minutes later, she lay beneath him out of breath and heavy-lidded, her mouth damp, and so beautiful, he didn’t want to let her catch her breath, didn’t want her to stop talking shit to him about her best friend, he didn’t want to stop and think what they had done. What they were doing.

He wanted her. Needed her.

He’d never wanted anyone so much in his life.

No one had ever really wanted him back. For sex, yes. But the kind of women he tumbled with never asked to be made love to. They wanted a fuck, and that’s what Damien gave them. But Sydney was different. He wanted to protect her and cuddle her. He wanted to make her his.

He wasn’t fucking her. He was claiming her. He would bind her to him, until she was so wrapped up in him, she’d never think of looking at another man again.

“You okay?” he murmured, touching a hand along her stomach, between her heaving breasts, every inch of her skin sliding under his palm. “Are you sensitive?”

He pressed into her pussy with his finger, and she moaned again, still wet.

“Can you take me again?”

She nodded wildly, and he whipped out the bondage they’d used at her place. He tied her up and strapped it to the bed, this time, he also tied up her legs, keeping them splayed open.

Her breathing accelerated with arousal when he looked down at the wet folds of her pussy, exposed to him. He knew this was her fantasy. He wanted to exceed it. He wanted to own it. He wanted his face on there, so every time it haunted her, she would think of him.

“Damien…Damien…Damien…”

He reached to the bed stand and grabbed his metal piercing, inserting the metal ring on the tip of his cock.

Every breath caused her breasts to jiggle. He drooled for this girl, wanted her so much, he sucked each nipple into

his mouth, his saliva glands working overtime because she tasted so good.

“Please, Damien, take me like this…” she moved up against him.

“I will take you and make you cum so hard you’ll wet the bed.” He kissed her gently and proceeded to fuck himself back into her, both of them groaning when their bodies were joined again. Sydney keened out a cry of pleasure. Yeah, take me, Damien thought possessively as he buried his member inside of her and watched her strain in her binds beneath him.

After several thrusts, he withdrew and teased the bud of her clit with his cock ring, moving it up and down.

Sydney moaned. Mine…!!! he thought.

He dragged his cock all along her belly and introduced the tip of her pretty breasts to a few leaked drops of pre-cum. He caressed those nipples with his cock ring and watched them harden and press outward even more. He picked up the pre-cum from the tip of one with his thumb and pushed it into Sydney’s mouth. A moan left her lips as she gazed at him with desire and lust and swallowed the drop. You like that? Oh yes you do, Sydney, and I like it too….

He shifted to place his knees at each of her sides so that his balls nestled near her throat and the tip of his cock was close to her lips. An offering.

Eyes glazed with desire, her sweet pink tongue slid out to taste the pre-cum once again gathering at the slit of his cock.

Oh yeah that’s yours….

He pushed the first part of his cock into her mouth and she started working it so fast that his eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head. He began pumping as she claimed every inch of his cock with her tongue fluttering up and down like crazy.

The way she sucked him told him he was being claimed and he meant for her to know that he approved of that with every low groan that rumbled up his throat and every hungry swivel of his hips… Yeah take it baby, suck it.

He pumped with more swing, his toes curling when her tongue circled the head and lightly suckled on his piercing. Semen escaped him as he tried not to blow his load in her sweet mouth.