36 Inches (Size Matters 3) - Page 251

Fuck, who am I kidding? Us fucking at all is not logical at all.

But no way in hell am I not fucking her sweet, tight pussy. That perfect little pussy is mine.

“If you want me to stop, then you need to say red,” I tell her, forcing myself to pull my hands off of her. I should have told her safe words before I put her in such a vulnerable position, but I got so caught up in the moment. Emmaline’s greatest danger is herself, because I lose control with her. I need to protect her, cherish her, own her, defile her…

I walk around her, setting down before her. I tuck my finger under her chin. “If you need me to stop, red, and I stop and keep you safe. If you want me to slow down, to step back and let you get control of yourself again, you say yellow.” I look into her eyes. “Understood? Nothing you don’t want will happen to you, and if you want to stop, that’s that and we stop,” I repeat.

“I understand, Ethan,” Emmaline nods. “Please, my body is yours. Show me everything that you want to do to me. All I want is you,” Emmaline says, her eyes staring into mine and daring for more.

Okay, princess, you say those words to me, and you’re fully unlocking the beast trapped inside this man. The one who’s passion is all-consuming.

I sit back in the chair and I put my hands back to her ass. “I’m going to spank you. I want to warm your body up and help you let go of everything that holds you back, that you’ve internalized and kept inside. It will start to hurt more before it feels better, likely, but it will be the most soul-cleansing thing you’ve ever experienced, if you truly want to give yourself to me. And if you don’t, then you say ‘red’, you say ‘yellow’ — I will never truly harm you, Emmaline,” I tell her.

“I want this,” Emmaline says, and her voice is filled with lust.

Her dripping pussy is sliding her juices down her thighs. I reach down and pull her body up closer to my face and lick from the middle of her thigh up to her pussy where the arousal crept.

Emmaline shivers to my touch, trembling with need. I can’t hold back on this girl anymore. I need to give her everything I have, if only for tonight. I can’t imagine ever touching another woman after her. If this was my last ever fuck, I wouldn’t be surprised. She’s all I think about, all I want. I only feel alive when her scent is in the air around me, filling every void in my being with her. She’s my light in the darkness, and what makes me feel like I’m not alone anymore.

And we’ve only got tonight.

I bring down both of my palms to her ass, one on each cheek. She yelps, and I pause for a second to see if she’ll use a safe word. She doesn’t. I bring my hands down again and, to the same spot, and a little bit harder. Emmaline’s skin is getting hot to the touch, and there’s no hint of her telling me she wants me to stop.

“I’m going to keep going. Let go and give yourself to me. The intensity may be, will be, overwhelming,” I tell her. I stroke her hair on her back, and I lean to kiss the small of her back.

Then I slap my hands to her ass in that same reddening spot, again and again. She’s yelping now, and her pussy is so wet. I sink my teeth into one of her abused ass cheeks and I slide three fingers into her pussy. She’s achingly wet and I stretch her to accommodate my fingers fucking into her. Emmaline slides her ass back with me, fucking herself on my fingers and making it clear that she needs so much more.

I lick her ass cheek where I bit her, and then I rub my palm there. Then I drag my fingers over her clit and bring her right up to an orgasm, and instead of denying her, I can’t do that to her now. I give her everything I can, pumping her pussy and working her clit. When the orgasm finally hits her, I sink my teeth into the other ass cheek and deepen the sensations.

“Ethan, fuck, yes, god,” she cries out.

Yes, Emmaline, say my name. “Cum hard for me, don’t hold back,” I command her.

And she obeys beautifully. Her pussy is clamping around my fingers hard enough that they could break, and that’s what I want from her.

When she comes down from the high, I get down on the floor with her and I kiss her on the lips, soft. “Sit up for me. Undress me,” I tell her.

Breathlessly, she slides her body onto my lap and starts to unbutton my shirt. She’s such a sweet little kitten. Sitting on my lap. The way she obeys me. Emmaline is more than I could have ever hoped for, and I can’t believe that I’ll have to give her up after tonight.

With my shirt off, she moves herself off my lap and undoes my pants.

I stand and remove them, and she looks up at me from on her knees.

Fuck, her in that position, I want to bury my cock in her mouth, feel those soft lips touch me like that, her soft tongue sweep over it. But I can’t do that right now. I need to be in her pussy. I lift her up and carry her to my leather chair. I know the cool feel of the leather against her ass is going make her body tingle and then I’ll slide my cock into her, a position that is not too deep to start. She’s never taken a cock before, and I’m enormous, so I’ll need to work her up to it.

We’re on the accelerated schedule, but that means no blow job, not that I’m about to break her with my cock. Not like that, at least. I know she’ll be ruined for other cock once she’s had a taste of me. And that doesn’t make me feel smug right now. It makes me wish for more from us.

Emmaline

Ethan carries me to his chair and spreads my legs apart. The cool air on my wet pussy and the cool leather on my well-loved ass make me shiver but I keep my legs spread.

His cock is the biggest cock I’ve ever seen, and sure I’ve only seen cocks on the internet, but, like, I thought they would be the bigger ones. I don’t think I’ve ever even seen a sex toy that long and that wide. It is beautiful, like every inch of him. And there are a lot of gorgeous inches there.

“I don’t want to overwhelm you. I’ll take this slow as we can, because it shouldn’t hurt, even with my size,” Ethan says. The concern on his face wars with the need pulsing through him.

Ethan’s hands trail down my body. His hands slip lower, squeezing my ass and lifting me up, easily. Automatically, I pull my legs up, wrapping them around his waist and using the leverage to grind myself against his hard dick.

Ethan groans, nipping at me my lips as I grind against him. I sway my hips faster, whipping both of us deeper into the frenzy of lust.

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