Don't Promise (Don't 3)
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The edge of her thong rubbed against her clit as she bounced over my dick. I took one nipple in my mouth, sucking fiercely.
She whimpered, but she didn’t say a word.
“Fuck, you’re hot, darlin’,” I groaned.
The swing swayed as I pushed inside her, feeling her clench around me.
I twisted the other nipple before having a taste. My tongue flicked back and forth until I felt Sierra jerk. She was coming swiftly.
“Oh yeah. Like that, baby.”
She came undone. I watched her revel in it. Her body pulsing with the rhythm of the orgasm. Her tits perked as her pussy soaked my cock.
I needed more. I wanted more. She clawed into my neck, riding it out.
“Is your pussy still mine?” I growled.
She nodded. “Always,” she whispered.
I took her lips between mine, kissing her with everything I had. It was never going to be enough. She was the one who had sent me over the cliff and always would.
I lifted her off the swing and walked her over to the railing. I placed her hands on the flat surface and scooted her hips backward.
“This is mine, isn’t it?” I pushed a finger inside her.
“Yes,” she whimpered.
She was soaking wet. Her folds, glistened from her honey. Her clit was swollen from want. I groaned, wanting all of her at once. Needing to bury myself in her mouth. Needing her sweet pussy to hug my dick with all its force.
“It is. And I’m not done with you. I’m never going to be done with you.”
I pushed her back flat, while I positioned her entrance. She gripped the railing. Good girl. She knew exactly what was coming.
My cock nudged between her heat and I groaned.
“Fuck, Sierra. Every time. Every fucking time you do this to me.”
I slammed into her almost taking both of us to our knees.
She cried my name, holding on to the railing for life as I pounded into her harder than I ever had.
My hands imprinted into her ass as I thrust into her. And then my orgasm gripped me. I lost my breath. The world went black. I reared ba
ck, slamming into her as I called her name.
“Sierra. Fuck.”
I was buried so far inside her I didn’t know where my body was in space. She had me. She had all of me. I spilled myself in her. Claiming her. Making her mine again. I’d do it as many times as I had to until she knew we belonged together. We fucking belonged together.
We dropped to our knees out of breath.
“Oh my God.” She fell backward. I caught her against my chest.
I kissed her neck. “You’re going to figure it out, darlin’.”
“What’s that?” she whispered.
“One way or the other you’re coming with me.”