Protected By the Monster

I pulled her back and pushed her onto the bed. I ripped off her yoga pants, hungry, feeling my pulse quicken with every inch of skin she revealed. I turned her around and kissed her over her shoulder as I spanked her ass hard, gripping her firm cheeks, pressing my cock against her before slipping off her panties.

I lifted her hips up and licked her from behind. I slipped a slick finger deep into her soaked pussy, slid it in and out, fucked her like that before rubbing against her clit with the tip of my index finger. She moaned and wiggled her hips as I stroked myself, blood pumping, vicious need threatening me.

I didn’t need to talk as I pressed my cock against her dripping spot.

She looked over her shoulder, got up on her hands, sat up on her knees. I pulled her close, palmed her breasts, kissed her over her shoulder.

“I want this,” she whispered, staring into my eyes.

“What changed?” I asked, my voice a low growl.

“I don’t know,” she said. “I don’t think anything. I think I just… realized what’s true and what isn’t.”

I kissed her, bit her lip, and pushed her forward. She gasped as I slid myself deep between her legs.

She was slick and warm and I growled with desire as I filled her deeper. I fucked her slow at first, letting my eyes roam along her back, her muscles tense and gorgeous. Her hips were wide and her ass shook with each thrust, driving me wild. I gripped her hips, holding them tight, plunging myself in and out before reaching around her to roll a finger along her clit.

That drove her wild. She moaned, worked her back more.

I let her ride it. I groaned as she moved, wiggling along my shaft. I worked her clit faster, her soaked pussy sliding up and down. I pulled her hair and slapped her ass then fucked her, took her the way I wanted, rough and without mercy.

Her breasts bounced with every thrust and I groaned in pleasure.

I pulled back, climbed onto the bed. Her eyes were filled with lust, brimming with need and desire as she climbed after me. She pushed me onto my back and I laughed as she straddled me.

“There you are,” I said. “I’ve been wondering where you were hiding.”

“Shut up,” she said, arching her back and gliding down my shaft. “Oh, fuck,” she whispered.

“You act like you’re all hate and anger,” I said, grabbing her hips, letting her ride my thick cock. “You pretend like you can’t stand the sight of me. But as soon as you get a taste, it’s on.”

She put her hands on my chest and leaned forward, pressing her breasts together as she rode me faster.

“You like to talk,” she said.

“I like to drive you wild,” I said. “Helps that you’re riding my cock like it’s your job.”

“Fuck,” she said, panting. “Don’t distract me.”

I slapped her ass hard. “I like distracting you. I think you’re always distracted around me. Thinking about riding this thick, hard cock.”

“Asshole,” she moaned, and I spanked her again.

“Go ahead, call me that one more time.”

“Fuck you, asshole.”

I sat up, grabbed her hair, slapped her ass hard. I pulled her down and fucked her, thrusting inside of her while she was on top. She gasped and I kissed her, tongue sliding against hers, and my cock took her hard, deeper and rougher than she thought.

I released her and she kept riding at that pace, working her hips, slick and gorgeous, sweat dripping down.

I watched her and basked in her beauty, in the way her muscles moved, in the faces she made as pleasure moved all over her body. This was what I wanted, what I’d been thinking about since the moment I saw her for the first time back in that little house.

My Clair, riding my cock.

“Whatever changed, little Clair, just know that you’re all mine now,” I said, voice a rumble. “Your tight body, your gorgeous, delicious pussy, your lips and tongue, your hard littlie nipples, it’s all mine. Every inch if you, and I’m going to taste it all. Do you hear me, little Clair?”

“Yes,” she gasped. “Oh, god, yes.” She rode faster, body working. I moved with her, fucking her, gliding in and out, my hand in her hair, my other hand on her ass. I spanked her, took her, pulled her close, and whispered in her ear.

“I want that slick pussy sliding up and down my cock,” I whispered. “I want to feel you come all over my shaft. I want to feel it, pretty little Clair, I want you to come so hard you scream my name. Come on, wake the whole fucking house up, you dirty little girl. Come for me, darling.”

She moaned, gasping, and threw her head back. I grabbed her hips and pressed her down hard as she came, moving her hips, grinding herself against me. I growled in delight as her eyes rolled back in her head and her back arched, hands grasping at my legs, trying to find purchase, trying to control herself, but she was so far gone, so beyond control.