His bollocks were heavy, but he knew she’d take all of him and beg for more. Her pussy lips swollen, and he could see the red thatch of trimmed hair that covered her mound. Fuck, Bronson loved that shade of red. Her sweet wetness continued to spill from her the longer he stared at her. She was so damn primed for him that his cock gave a mighty jerk forward with impatience.
He slid his fingers across her soaking slit and brought the fluid to the tip of her clit, lightly stroking it. Feeling a jolt of pleasure wash over him at her sexual moan, he continued his ministrations. He brought his fingers back to her pussy hole, coating them in her juices again, and then plunged his fingers into her. Immediately, her inner muscles gripped his fingers and tried to suck him in deeper. “What a greedy little thing ye are.” Her wetness dripped down his hand as she climaxed from his words and the way he fucked her with his fingers. Before her orgasm faded, he brought his soaked fingers to her asshole and coated the small hole. It glistened in the soft light, making his cock jerk hard once more. She tensed. “It’ll be good, so fooking good, lass.”
Ever so slowly, he slid one finger into her ass and let her muscles adjust to the size. He played with her for a little bit, stretching her hole with his finger, and then added another one. When he thought she was good and stretched out for him, nice and lubed from her own lubrication, he slipped his fingers from her and placed the tip of his cock at her anus again. It was hard as hell not to just shove into her and fuck her. He started to push into her and gripped onto her hips. She clenched around his cockhead, and once he was past the tight ring of muscle, he slid deep inside her easily. They both groaned when he bottomed out inside her, and he gritted his teeth at the pleasure that coursed through him. “That’s it, darlin’. Do ye feel me filling ye, claiming and owning every part of yer body?”
“Aye, Bronson,” she gasped out. “I am yers.” She was facing forward again, her head downcast, and sweat started to coat her body. He wanted to lick those beads of perspiration off.
He groaned at those words. He started to pull out of her and then pushed back inside. Over and over, he pumped in and out of her, starting slowly at first but gradually picking up speed with each passing second.
“Oh, gods, Bronson. Aye, that is exactly how I like it.”
“Ye like my big cock inside yer arse, don’t ye, lass?”
She nodded, and he grinned, even though she couldn’t see him. He tightened his hold on her hips and really started fucking her. When he knew he would come, far sooner than he wanted to, he reached with a hand around her belly and found her clit to tease the bundle of nerves. He loved that when she was good and juicy for him, aroused so high she couldn’t even speak, her clit swelled. That once little nub became big and puffy, and he could pinch it with his fingers and get her off by stroking it alone. He rubbed her back and forth until her whole body tensed, and she threw her head back and groaned out her orgasm.
She may have been on her hands and knees, but he could see her face now as she turned it to the side. Bronson watched the flush spread up her neck and cover her cheeks and wanted to kiss her right now. He bent forward, wrapped his hand loosely around her throat, and placed his mouth right on hers. She panted against his mouth with every thrust he made, but Bronson didn’t stop. He went harder, faster, until their skin slapped together. Their tongues moved against each other, mimicking what he was doing to her body with his cock and reminding him of all the filthy fucking things he still wanted to do to her before the night was over with.
Wave after wave of pleasure shot straight up his spine. His balls drew up impossibly tighter, and he had to pull away from her and suck in a lungful of air. He held onto her hips so hard he knew there would be marks on her flesh, but he got a possessive thrill from that knowledge. He liked knowing she would wear his mark of ownership, because she was his, irrevocably.
He slowly pulled out, the head of his cock almost popping free, before he plunged back inside. She looked over her shoulder at him, her mouth parted, her eyes drowsy-looking, and her face flushed. She was covered in sweat now, just as he was. He swallowed roughly and closed his eyes, knowing he was about to fill her with his seed.