Breaking Meredith (Disciples 4)

I crook the fingers into a come-hither motion as I explore, searching for that perfect spot.

Arching her back, I manage to look up enough and catch one of her hands freeing itself from my head.

She grasps at the breast I kissed so recently. She nearly rips the bra free of her chest as she mashes her fingers across it.

Her nipple becomes trapped in a small pinch as she bucks her hips at me.

“Fuck!” she groans out long and loudly as I start to increase the pressure of my fingers on her g-spot.

My tongue is relentless against her clit. Never stopping. If anything, I put more pressure on her as her stomach muscles clench faster and faster.

“Simon, wait…I… wait.”

No chance.

I have no clue what she wants me to wait for, but this woman is mine and she is going to fucking come for me whether she wants to or not.

“Simon, I’m going to…”

Yes, you fucking are, I think to myself.

Pressing my tongue hard on her clit, I lick up and down.

No relief is given.

Her walls squeeze hard around my fingers as her body locks up tightly around me. Every muscle of her body is in complete shock.

My eyes have enough view of her to see her mouth open in a silent scream.

I lick her through the peak and then slow the pace of my thrusting fingers and relentless tongue.

Aftershocks rock her body mightily as she moans over and over again my name.

Pulling my mouth from her pussy, I growl, “Know this, princess. I’m in control of your body now. I give you the pleasure and pain you so badly need.”

“God, you’re a monster,” she says with a small laugh as I stand up from her quaking thighs.

It seems she can’t get them to quit shaking as she rests her hands on top of them.

Even her fingers are quivering.

“Yes, I am,” I say simply.

My hands fall to my belt and I quickly undo the buckle.

Her eyes widen. “You just about killed me, I need a minute to recover.”

“No. Not happening.”

My cock is so fucking hard right now that it feels as if I somehow hurt it. My balls feel swollen with seed.

I quickly unfasten my pants.

Yanking the zipper down, I finally feel some relief from how damn sore I am. My boxers fall down next.

Looking at my cock with almost greedy eyes, she winces as her eyes slice up to my face.

“Simon, I know what we want to do… But what Evelyn said… We need to protect ourselves here.”

“No… we really don’t,” I growl as I advance on her again, my thick cock leading the way.

It was only last night that we were intimate with each other, but this ache, it fills my entire body. It craves her warmth.

Pushing myself between her legs again, I soak up the look of trepidation on her face. She wants to be with me as badly as I do her. Her whole body is ready for me.

Her pupils dilate as her breath comes in increasingly rapid pants.

“Simon, we really shouldn’t,” she says.

Her words lie though.

Her spreading thighs… the way her ankles begin to lock behind my waist… prove that.

Rubbing my thick head against her silken lips, I push just enough of my cock in to enter her.

“Simon, we…” she hisses out when I stop.

“We what, Meredith?” I ask her.

Using my hand, I rub the tip of my cock up and down between her folds.

“Simon, this is such a dangerous game you play,” she says in what I can only describe as a moment of clarity.

“So the fuck what? You’ve already destroyed me. What’s another nail to the coffin?” I ask.

“I’ve what?” she asks with her eyes widening.

No words come from me though, too much has been said already.

Shoving forward, I push my long length deep into her body. Eyes closing, I don’t wait for her to make some wrong decision about what our future holds.

No, now it’s my choosing and she’s along for the ride. I am firm in that one belief that I know what’s best for her.

Nothing else matters in this world but her, and by that extension us.

“Jesus, Simon!” she growls as I finally bottom out inside of her.

Wrapping my arms around her chest, I push my mouth against her sweet lips to silence her words.

I want the sounds and actions of our bodies. Words are a fucking waste.

Her ankles lock in completely now that I’m pushed in to the hilt. My tongue swirls around inside of her mouth.

Pulling my hips back far enough to barely be inside of her, I slam myself back in. Over and over, I thrust into her.

The tight walls of her pussy hold me hostage as much as the arms and legs she has tightly wrapped around me.

Throwing my head back, I roar out my pure rapturous joy. I’m in the moment now. There’s no time outside of now.