Broken Soul (Jackson Family 3)

“You’ve earned this night for being such an incredible woman while I’ve been gone,” I rumbled in her ear. “Are you ready for everything I plan to give you?”

“I want it all, sir,” she breathlessly told me, her eyes locking on mine through her mask.

I kissed her, our tongues tangling together before I moved down her body, sucking one of her pretty, perfect nipples into my mouth. She moaned, arching her back. I dipped two fingers inside her wet cunt, fucking her slowly with them as I lavished her perfect tits with attention.

It didn’t take long before she was crying out, her body shaking on the table as she rode out her first orgasm.

I worked on bringing her to another one, now showing her other breast the same attention. Once she came again, I shoved her thighs apart and buried my face between her legs, eating her out.

She was a fucking meal fit for a king. I was merely a peasant, but fuck if I wouldn’t treat her like the queen she was.

Her screams echoed around the room as I overstimulated her clit, sending her spiraling headfirst into multiple orgasms. I wasn’t giving her time to recover, either. I wanted her completely wrung out and exhausted by the time I was done with her.

She was panting, gasping for air. “Sir—oh, God, please—I can’t take anymore, sir,” she whimpered.

I made her come one more time before I stood up and sank inside of her. She whimpered, but her pussy greedily sucked me in, ready to milk me of every drop of my cum.

“Little bit longer, little bunny,” I promised her. I needed my cum drenching the inside of her body.

She nodded. “Yes, sir,” she moaned.

When I made her come again, we came together. She screamed my name, her hands fisting around the chains of her cuffs. Men and women alike came from the pure erotic sound of her milking my cock, but I didn’t care.

I only had eyes for her. And when she looked up at me with that sleepy, hazy, sated smile, my heart clenched in my chest.

Fuck, she was perfect.