The Billionaire's Valentine Vixen

“Please,” she whimpers, and the tip slips just inside her as she winces and rounds her back.

“Breathe, baby,” I soothe as I press forward, parting her pink folds, flexing my core, trying to keep from ripping her in half in one thrust.

I’m well aware of my generous endowment, although I never valued it one way or the other. But now that it’s Alice, I want to give it all to her, but I also don’t want to destroy her tiny body in the process.

It’s a conundrum for sure.

Luckily, she’s fucking soaking me like Niagara Falls as I give her a solid forward jolt, the tip of my dick tearing through her virginity as she screams and tears at the bedding.

Fucking hell, she’s clenched so tight around me it feels like she’s going to decapitate my dick.

Her hot death grip eases just a hint and I reach up and take a handful of hair and pull her back as I flex my body and drive forward, through a fury of curse words flowing from us both.

I’ve never felt anything like this. My dick isn’t even all the way inside her but I know I’ll never get enough. I’ll never stop fucking her. And if she ever tries to get away from me, I’ll destroy everything in my path until I have her wrapped around me again.

I look down to see her cherry blood leaving its evidence around my shaft as I pulse in and out, listening to her whimpers and filthy language, and I do hate that it’s hurting her.

“Baby, fuck, you feel so good, but damn I know it hurts.” I pull back and slide in deeper as she draws a sharp breath and her body tenses.

I reach under her hip until I find her clit and start stroking it, trying to distract and soothe her at the same time.

Her warm walls ease up and I slide in and out until my balls brush against her and I feel her drenched lips smack against my sac as I move faster and harder, working her clit until she’s driving her hips back to meet my thrusts.

“Your sweet cunt just gave itself to me.” I lean down and kiss her back as I continue fucking her in slower, easier thrusts, until her winces turn into moans and the opening has stopped its attempt to cut off the circulation to my cock.

“Please, faster. I want more…”

“I’m going to give you more. More than you can imagine. For the rest of your life, Alice. For the rest of our lives.”

“Never stop…” she grunts out, her hand reaching under her to cup my balls, resting on top of mine the same way it did when I played with her while she slept.

I rub her clit while she massages my balls and my dick does its dance inside her, driving us both into a frenzied knot that I never want to be undone.

“I’m not going to stop. You’re going to fall asleep with me fucking you. Wake up to me eating you. Your breakfast will be my cock and my cum. My lunch will be your pussy. Then for dinner, we’ll dine sixty-nine, then start the fucking all over again.”

The hot walls start to pulse around my dick as her hand toys with my balls and I’m not going to last much longer.

“Yes, all of it. I want it all with you.”

“Good girl. Now fuck yourself back on my dick. Show me how much you want it.”

She starts to rock her body. Her ass slapping against my hips as my dick hits her deeper and deeper, bottoming out with each thrust as she lets out these little cries of pain and joy.

“More. I want it harder. Please, I want to feel it all. I can take it all…”

Her words have my balls tight and ready to deliver the goods straight into her cervix, but I want her with me all the way to the end so I shut my eyes for a second, say a little prayer to the God of premature ejaculation, and make a deal. My soul for another minute, or two, or whatever it takes to make sure when I let go, she’s right there diving into the abyss with me.

The fury I’ve held back since she showed up with snow in her hair on my doorstep yesterday unleashes itself like a desperate animal finally freed. I pump my hips as she screams, the bedding inching across the mattress as the rest of it gathers around the top of her head.

“You want to take it all? Like this…” I slam into her harder and faster until she’s calling my name, begging me to stop, then in the same breath, screaming for more.

“You want my cum? Is that what you want?”

“Yesssss!”

“How bad?”

“Bad. Please, I want it inside me. Please, cum inside me…” There’s a desperation in her voice that has my breath dragging hot, in and out of my lungs.