His Forbidden Obsession

“Yes.” She falls on it like a starving woman, taking my cock to the back of her throat on the first pull, moaning when I let out a shocked spurt onto her tongue.

“Fuck,” I growl, wrapping her hair around my fists. “Easy, Mercy. Don’t finish me. I’m getting in that pussy tonight.”

I’m not sure she hears a word out of my mouth. Jesus, she’s a fiend, wrapping my shaft in her hands like a greedy girl and pumping the throbbing flesh in her fist, sucking me with hollow cheeks and excited eyes. My back hits the earth, and staring up at the stars, I think I’ve died and gone to heaven, lying there with the most amazing girl in the world sucking me like the world is ending. My balls are rock hard and showing signs of giving up the battle already, but I bear down on my willpower and breathe, breathe.

“Enough, Mercy,” I rasp, jackknifing and flipping our positions. She’s panting on the ground underneath me and I’m aching to be skin to skin, so we work together to get the robe off over her head, throwing it aside. My shirt comes next and then it’s just the uniform pants around my knees, and her flimsy, white slip. No panties in sight to hide that bare, little pussy from me. “You want to fuck, little virgin girl?” I growl, hitching her legs up around my hips. “You want your first man so bad, you’ll take him down your throat or however you can get him?”

“Yes,” she sobs brokenly. “Now, Griffin. I think I n-need it.”

Reaching down, I fist my cock and drag it up and down through her folds, finding her slick and ready. I work the first few inches in with some difficulty, then order her to brace herself, before I plunge the remaining distance, feeling her innocence tear away.

“Son of a bitch,” I breathe into her neck, feeling her hammering pulse against my lips. How do I keep from spending immediately into something so tight? She’s pulsing and squeezing around me like a relentless fist and it’s everything I can do to stay still while she wiggles around, getting adjusted. “Fuck, you feel amazing, Mercy. Tell me the pain isn’t so bad.”

She hiccups in my ear once, twice…then she whispers, “I love it.”

It takes me a beat to believe I heard her right. “You’re a goddamn miracle,” I bite off, rearing back with my hips and thrusting like an animal into her snug, squelching cunt. Beneath me, Mercy arches her back and takes the pounding I have no choice but to give her, those sexy tits bouncing with every frantic drive. “I’ll give you everything. My world at your feet, angel baby. My fortune, my life, my labor. I will sweat and work myself to the bone for your fucking smile. For your love. Do you hear me?” I wrap my hand around her throat and watch her eyes light up. “I love you and you’re mine.”

I think she’s going to answer me, but she screams, “I-I’m…it’s happening,” instead, digging her fingernails into my shoulders and raking them down my back. “Harder, Griffin. Deeper.”

She climaxes like a wildcat, making ribbons of the flesh on my back and digging her heels into my ass. I think she’s going to go limp after the force of her orgasm, but that’s not what happens. My horny little nun pushes me onto my back with shaking hands and starts to ride me like she’ll die without more cock.

“Oh my God, oh my God,” she whines through her clenched teeth. “I love it. It feels so good. I can’t stop.”

“Christ, Mercy. I don’t want you to,” I groan, taking two tight handfuls of her butt cheeks and helping her ride my dick, fast and furious. “That’s your own personal nine inches, angel baby. That’s your fucking playground. Own it.”

Her palms smack down on my pecs, her gaze going hazy, hips bucking so hard they’re a blur—and she comes again, moaning with her head thrown back, tits thrust out proudly. She’s the sexiest sight to whom I’ve ever had the pleasure of bearing witness, and the combination of her magnetism and the friction of her pussy bouncing up and down on my cock pushes me off the deep end.

“Mercy!” I bellow, rolling her back over and slamming deep, deep, grinding the base of my cock on her swollen clit, making her call my name—and that alone, hearing Griffin in her throaty, angelic voice, brings my come racing to the fore and filling her in thick spurts. “I love you. God, I fucking love you.” I yank her thighs higher around my waist and lean into the never-ending rain of pleasure, my face buried in her gorgeous hair. “Mine. All mine. You are all mine.”