My hands hold her face as I take a moment to just take in her sheer beauty before I ram my cock in her mouth and hear her moan. A growl escapes from my throat, and I tug her hair back as I push farther until I fuck her mouth like it’s her pussy. I keep my eyes glued to hers the whole time, wanting her to know it was me and she was safe. She gags on my cock. The vibrations feel so good that I think I am gonna come like a teenager. I pull her off my dick, a thin line of saliva connecting her tongue to my cock like a leash. As soon as she catches her breath, I ram my cock into her again and hold her down. Her face is getting red, the fucking hottest thing I’ve ever seen. “You’re doing such a good job, Little Bird. A natural cock sucker. You like a mouthful of cock in your mouth, don’t you?”
I pull her hair to get her off my cock. When she goes to answer, drool falls out of her mouth. I catch it with my hand and smear it along her face, mixing it with the blood on my hands. “You make such a pretty whore.”
I take a step back, watching her, mouth open and panting. Crouching down, I fist the bottom of the hoodie and drag it over her head, displaying her perfect tits and pretty pink nipples. All I want to do is bite into her tits like they are apples. I take in her beauty as I stroke my cock. “You’re gonna look so hot with my come plastered on your face and in your hair. Crawl to the bed.”
Clarissa bats her eyes at me and follows my command. I want to kick myself for not taking the jogging pants off her first. She stops at the end of the bed. I rip off the pants, dragging them off her feet, discarding them onto my bedroom floor.
I grip her by the waist and hoist her onto my bed. She yelps but takes it in stride. “Get on all fours, head down and ass up. You need my cock, Little Bird?”
“Yes!”
I brush my fingers through her folds, her juice coating my fingers. She is so fucking wet. She shudders from the slight touch. I press her clit, and she lets out the sexiest moan I’ve ever heard in my damn life. “You need a firm fucking, don’t you?”
“Yes, please, fuck me.”
“It’s time for your punishment.”
She swirls her head around, defiance laced in her eyes. “Punishment?”
“Yes, Little Bird, your punishment. You don’t think I forgot about that little stunt when you ran away from me, did you?”
“What are you gonna do?”
I bend down, eye level with her soaking cunt. I press my nose to her glistening hole and inhale. I’d dreamt about burying my face so deep in her cunt. Using the tip of my tongue, licking her sweet juice from the source. “You smell so good, slut. I’m gonna demand this cunt be available to me whenever I want a little treat.”
“Don’t stop.”
I run my hands slowly from the back of her knee, up her thigh, across her pussy, and squeeze her plump ass.
Smack. My hand connects with her ass, leaving a handprint. She moans, raising her ass. “Did you like that, slut?” She doesn’t answer right away. My hand lifts and contacts firmly with the other cheek. She lurches. “I asked you a question. Did you like it when I spanked your ass?”
“Yes.”
The urge to take her is so strong, bruising the head of my cock against her folds when I thrust once, making her moan. She greedily tries to impale herself on my cock. I step back to enjoy the view of her ass in the air, her hips circling, her body desperate for release. “Beg for it.”
“You’re an asshole.”
“I told you, you’ll be begging for my cock in all of your holes. Now beg.”
My hand moves up and down my shaft, pointed at her glistening pussy, and my mouth waters with her taste lingering on my tongue.
“Please fuck me, Vance. Please, I’m begging you.”
Grabbing her hips, I line my cock with her entrance, kissing her back. “That’s all I wanted to hear.” I push inside her, taken aback by how her pussy grabs my cock like a vise. I growl, “You’re so fuckin’ tight.” My legs almost give out on me as I slide in and out of her wet pussy. She feels so damn good, I'm not sure I'm not about to nut after a few minutes.
“Oh God.”
I slap her ass hard to gain her attention. “When I’m fuckin’ you, I only want my name coming out of your mouth.”
“Vance!”
“Good girl.”
My hands latch on to her hips, holding tight, my cock going full force, assaulting her pussy. Clarissa’s head drops, her screams muffled by the pillow. I pull her hair back, arching her back. My hand wraps around her throat, squeezing, not enough to harm her but enough for her to know the full force of the fucking she is getting. My heart constricts at the level of trust she's putting in me. “Rub your pussy for me.”