Blurred Lines (Unlocked Desire)

My hand roams to her pussy and I massage her clit. “I’ll make it better, but baby, I need my cum deep in your pussy. As it drips from your cunt, I need to watch. I need to know I was there, that it’s mine. That you’re mine.”

“Keep going, keep fucking me, Finn. Take it all away. I want it. The pain is something I want. I want it all. I need it. Give it to me.”

I pinch her clit as I pound into her. She doesn’t seem to be in as much pain now, her body adjusting to my girth. Her ass isn’t frozen anymore, it’s gyrating, desperate to meet my thrust.

“That’s it, baby, take what you need from me. I want you to come all over my cock.”

Her pussy contracts around my dick and I keep my finger on her clit until she comes so violently that her body convulses. I pull her by her hair, capture her soft lips with my rough ones, and kiss her. “Good girl.”

She answers me with a smile, her eyes hooded and satiated. I pound into her warmth until I follow with my release and scream her name, collapsing on top of her body. We don’t move, don’t say a word. We just get lost in the afterglow together.

My hand snakes around her body and I finger her sweet hole, gathering my cum and hers before bringing it to her mouth. “Open.”

Her lips part, an open invitation for my fingers that slide in along her tongue. Her eyes shutter as her lips close around them and she tastes our cum.

“Don’t swallow. Just keep that pretty little mouth of yours open for me.”

I finger her, pushing my cum back into her warm cunt and gaze at her with her mouth wide open and cum displayed on her pink tongue. “You make the prettiest plaything. My perfect fuck toy. You like being used, don’t you, baby?”

She nods her head, the cum on her tongue preventing her from using words.

I grab her jaw. “You’ve been such a good girl. Swallow.”

She closes her mouth, and her throat moves as she swallows. She opens her mouth and displays her tongue to me without being told, making me groan and my cock swell again. I don’t know what it is about this girl, but I’m never going to tire of her.

“Get on the table.”

“What?”

“I want you naked on the table.” I smack her ass. “Move.” Anissa scurries onto the table and sits there in all her naked glory. “I think I changed my mind about the clothes. I’d rather you walk around naked.”

Her eyes go wide at my confession, making me laugh. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I don’t plan on keeping you prisoner, and I sure as fuck don’t want anyone to see what’s mine other than me. Your clothes will be here in a few hours, but until then, lay down on the table and spread those sexy legs for me.”

“I don’t think I can have sex again,” she says, a concerned look in her eyes.

“I told you I’m hungry. Now spread them.”

Her legs open for me and my gaze moves to the apex of her thighs, watching as my cum spills out of her bare cunt. My fingers collect the cum and I push it into her pussy before I grab a plate and place it under her.

“What are you doing?”

“Push out that cum for me.” She doesn’t object, and I watch as cum leaks out of her cunt onto the white plate. “Get up.”

“What, you just told me to get on my back?”

I twist my fingers in her hair and stare her down. “I changed my mind. On all fours.”

She smiles at me, batting her long dark lashes before she compiles. I glide the plate under her nose. “I’m gonna clean up that sweet pussy, and you’re gonna clean up this plate.”

I push her head down and move behind her, spreading her before my tongue laps at her glistening cunt. I push my tongue inside her, savoring us together before moving up to her clit and sucking her. She moans and it causes my cock to harden again. I’ve gone seventeen years without even looking at a woman, but all I want to do is fuck this girl and taste her for the rest of my days. Nothing matters but her.

As I’m going down on her, my eyes catch a faint trace of blood on the floor, and my blood runs cold. “Slugger?”

“Yes?” she mumbles, her face still on the plate.

I move up and grab her by the neck, drawing her attention to the floor and point. “What’s that?”

“What?”

“The blood, Anissa.”

She casts her eyes down and refuses to look at me. “That was my first time,” she whispers.

“Fuck!” I yell before letting go of her so fast that you’d think she’d burned me. “Fuck. Why didn’t you tell me? You think I’d ever fuck you like that if I’d known? That was your first time? I fuckin’ ruined your first time.”