“We haven’t resolved anything.” She pushes off the wall shocking me as she comes toward me with fire in her eyes.
This bitch is ballsy as fuck. “Ain’t anything you can fix that fast.”
“We didn’t come this far to get knocked back to the starting line. I committed to this family, all but told my mom to fuck off, and I refuse to live in a toxic wasteland like I grew up in. I know you’re mad. You have every right to be, but so do I.” She grips the edge of my cut. “I’ll admit I’m fucked up and I was wrong, but to me that puts us on even ground.” She flicks her tongue across my lips.
“You’re playing with fire right now. I don’t know if I want to fuck you or beat your ass.”
“Let’s go with the first option.”
“You sure you’re ready for me right now?” I ask, aching to punish her pussy for what she held back.
“Give it to me, babe. Show me this isn’t done yet,” she says softly.
I rake my gaze over her body. The white dress hugs her breasts, shows off her tiny waist and puffs out like some sort of frosted cupcake. She looks like she stepped out of the fifties. I want to sully her. “Face the wall.” I snap her ponytail holder off spilling her hair down her back and spin her around. Her breathing grows ragged. I tug her hair and peer down into her gaze. Her eyes are dilated and darker than usual. I bite her bottom lip. She cries out. The sound makes my dick hard. I curl my arm around her, and squeeze her breasts, hard. She whimpers. I wrap my hand around her neck. “Lift your skirt up to your waist.”
Her hands shake as she complies.
The lacy white underwear has my cock hard. There’s an innocence to her I can’t get enough of. I continue to rough handle her swollen breasts, pinching her thick nipples through her dress. I skim my hand down her waist and into her underwear. She’s soaking wet and hot. I shove two fingers into her pussy. She cries out and I tighten my grip. “That’s right, squeeze my fingers with that tight little pussy of yours. You’ve been a bad little bitch keeping secrets. I’m going to show you what happens to bad girls.” I find the hard circle of her G-spot and stroke it over and over.
She reaches back and grips my jeans. Her hips rock back against me. Her body quivers, and her walls contracts. She throws her head back and screams. Her cream coats my fingers. “Too much. I—I can’t.”
I continue to finger fuck her, building her back up before she has a chance to come back down. “You’ll take everything I give you,” I growl. I pump my fingers faster, tapping her G-spot over and over.
Her body shakes. Her words are unintelligible. She digs her nails into my thighs and releases a whine I’ve never heard before. She gives a guttural cry, flexes her pussy and explodes, shooting a spray of cum all over my fingers and her panties. “Oh, Fuck.”
I find her neck and dig my teeth in. She jerks away and I tighten my grip holding her into place. I want every motherfucker who sees her to know she’s taken. I’m done playing at being some tame lame ass motherfucker. I grab the side of her fragile underwear and yank. It gives way and she gasps. I toss the rags to the ground. I slap her hip. “Get your leg up and wrap it around my leg.” She complies, and I ram into her.
“Skull,” she screams my name.
I close my eyes and grit my teeth to keep from blowing my load. She’s soaking wet, hot, and tight. I’ve never been inside a woman who fits me so well before. I grip her hips and thrust inside hard and fast. The wet slap of skin on skin and the whimpers from her lips have me stroking deeper and deeper.
“Please, please, please.” She’s begging me.
I tighten my hand, pressing my thumb down just so on her windpipe. “Give it to me.” I pump faster.
Her leg stiffens, her body jerks, and she comes, hard.
I go off like a shaken pop bottle, flooding her pussy with cum. I press her up against the wall careful to balance the majority of my weight on my forearms. “You belong to me. This is my pussy and any thought you had of leaving is no longer an option. I’m going to take you when I want you, how I want, and you’re going to let me, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she sobs her answer.
I kiss her cheek. “That’s a good girl. Turn around.” She turns to face me and I grip her hair. “On your knees.”
Our eyes lock and she trails her nails down my thighs. She loves tasting us. I’m giving her something back.
“I thought you were pissed at me.”
“Keep talking and watch how quick I take my cock back.”
She looks down and the asshole in me smirks. She grips my base and takes me deep.
“You look so good with your lips wrapped around my cock.” I grip her hair and allow her to set the pace. Her clever pink tongue trails along the vein on the underside of my cock and circles my head. She takes me deep and I come back to life. “You’re a little siren, aren’t you?” I tighten my grip on her hair, and she moans.
“Mmm-hmm.” She twists her wrist stroking me as she bobs her head, gagging and hollowing her cheeks.
The base of my spine tingles. My balls draw up and I spill down her throat. She captures it all. “Show me.”
She sticks out her tongue showing me the creamy white substance before she swallows it down.