Painkiller

He’d taken Rosie’s virginity, and even before he’d known she was in love with him he’d already deemed her as his. But he owned her cherry, and nothing would ever change that.

She was his, and that would never change.

“I want to see your ass in the air.”

She made this soft sound after he spoke.

“I want to spread your ass cheeks and look at the cunt that is mine now, Rosie girl.” He pulled back enough to look in her face, but she was already watching him.

“Rebel, God, I need you.”

He didn’t want to talk anymore, didn’t want to tease them both. All he wanted was them naked and on a bed with him between her thighs. Rebel took her lips in a kiss again, fucking her mouth with his tongue.

He groaned deeply at the feel and flavor of her. He wanted her to scream out his name as she got off.

“The things I’m going to do to you…”

A gasp left her, and he swallowed it. Kissing her harder, he didn’t give her time to think about anything else aside from what they were doing. He slipped his hand down her side, gripped the hem of her shirt, and in one move tore the material from her.

“Rebel,” she gasped out, pleasure lacing her voice.

“I’m sorry. I’ll get you another one, but I need you naked.” He pulled back and looked at the work he had done.

Her dress was in two pieces now, hanging open and showing him she was braless. His mouth watered at the sight of her huge breasts and her darker rose-colored nipples. All self-control snapping, Rebel pushed her back on the couch, not able to go slow.

She breathed hard, her chest rising and falling.

He lowered his head and latched his lips around one of her nipples. Moving his tongue around her areola before sucking on the taut peak, Rebel felt her tremble beneath him. He took her flesh harder and more fiercely in his mouth.

He alternated to the other breast, sucked, licked and nipped until both of her nipples were wet from his saliva, hard from his mouth, and red from what he was doing.

Her little pants and soft mewls for more had him escalating things.

“As much as I’d love to take you right here, I want you spread out completely on a bed for me.”

“I don’t care where we are. I just want you, Rebel.”

He groaned. “I want to see every fucking part of you spread for me, on display.” He leaned forward, placed his mouth right on hers, but didn’t apply any pressure.

“Tell me what you’ll do to me,” she said again.

“I’ll slide my dick into your pussy, which I know is all nice and wet for me, all primed and ready for my big cock.”

She arched up for him.

“I want to see you stretched for me, Rosie, want you to tell me how much I’m filling you up.”

She arched up again, and the smallest pressure was applied to his mouth with hers, at the same time her breasts pressed to his bare chest.

He ran his tongue along her bottom lip, his cock so damn hard he couldn’t even think straight.

Rebel swore he could smell how wet her pussy was, like these animalistic senses rose up inside of him.

“Rebel, please, enough with torture.”

He placed his hand right over her pussy, through the material of her panties, and pulled back to look into her face again. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth was slightly opened as she breathed in and out heavily. “This is mine, Rosie, do you understand?” He added pressure between her thighs. “You are mine.” Slowly she opened her eyes, and her lust was so strong that her pupils were fully dilated.

“Yes. I’m yours, only yours.”

He hummed in approval. “I have no problem resorting to violence with any fucker that thinks they can do so much as think about touching you.”

“I don’t want anyone else.”

Good, that is real fucking good.

“I want to be inside of you so badly right now.” He removed his hand and thrust his cock against her spread thighs. “I want to slide my cock deep into your body, feel you clench around me, and have your wetness slide down the length of my dick.”

“Yes, Rebel. Do it already.”

He thrust against her again.

“And when you think I can’t possibly go any deeper, I’ll push that last inch far inside of you until there isn’t any part of your pussy that I’m not touching.”

“Oh. God. Rebel.”

Yeah, he fucking loved when she was lost in the moment.

She licked her lips and lifted her hips, causing his cock to press further into her. He needed her naked, and wasn’t going to wait. I

n a move faster than he thought was even possible for himself, Rebel helped her get fully undressed. Once she was naked he took off his jeans and boxers.